Fire and Ice

Jordan was on the phone when I met him for omakase yesterday evening, so I wandered around a little. Saw this across the street.



I would never have thought of this color combination; love it. Makes me want Hot Tamales.

Dapper and Fancy

I met this gentleman on a walk in the rain on Sunday.



Notice that the kick stand is longer than the distance between the top of the stand and the ground. heh.

Wicked

The colors of this toasty cruiser remind me of how Jacques Torres' wicked hot chocolate tastes.


If that bike rack (well, and the fence) had not been there, it would look better. Ah well, still nice.

blurry beauty

I was walking around at 4.45pm last night. I wouldn't normally say "last night" when referring to that hour, but since the time changed and it was my first early sunset of the fall, it felt like night.


Anyway, my point. During this sunset (the sky literally looked like it was on fire), I passed by the most perfect-looking vintage cruiser, ever. I am pretty sure it was a Schwinn. Look, red handlebars, half red seat, everything red red red. I wanted to bite into it like a candied apple.

A different sort of bike

I saw this on my way to work this morning, through the grayness of the weather.


Yes, this blog is about bicycles, not moped thingies, but this Vespa was just so shiny. And I loved the yellow circle sticker on the front; everything seemed to fall together perfectly in this scene. So here we go.