Amster-damn, Ams-turd-damn, Amsterdumb (I kid, the city is fabulous!). I'm out of puns for Amsterdam. Here's a photo diary of my four days there:things illegal elsewhere legal heredouble-fried fries with spicy mayonnaisewith my sister and her overpriced leather paper bagThe garbage collectors' strike left heaps and heaps of garbage all around the city. This particular mound was made pretty by graffiti cardboard posters.at the flower market: black tulip bulbs for the goth green thumbold records and books at the book market in Dam Squaresea bream with risottohorsies at the Heineken Brewery
Amsterdam was much chillier than I expected, so my outfits consisted mainly of black sweater upon black jacket upon black coat. Pleasantly minimalist or pretty unremarkable, I still can't decide.at Cafe Schiller in the Rembrandtplein, as recommended by Susie G (Ray-Ban aviators, Rag & Bone car coat, Club Monaco cashmere, Cheap Monday jeans, Tod's driving shoes)