Cheek kisses

This weekend I learned that I love those cheek kisses that everyone in New York gives.
I finally learned how to properly give and recieve them (while sober) thanks to two charming gentlemen I met. Josh and Jack.
Had a fabulous time on their gorgeous Chelsea roof garden, drinking champagne and wondering what the hell I was doing there.
Besides trying to get Laura and I to take our tops off (more Lillet, ladies. Are even gay men obsessed with boobs?) they took it upon themselves to break me of my timidness in greeting. I am a cheek kiss professional now.
It was another one of those strange/wonderful situations that one can find themselves in, only in New York City. She's been treating me nicer lately, knock on wood...