I live in New York City because I enjoy being broke. It’s one of those things.

Also, the pizza.

Another great aspect of living in New York is you don’t have to drive anywhere. You can take the subway to all five boroughs and get wasted! Woohoo!

Some healthy people who shall remain nameless (because I don’t know their names) are all, Liz you should get a bike! It’s such a healthy and effective way to commute!

And then I laugh and laugh and laugh because hello, I look like a criminal on the run when I ride a bike.

Exhibit A.

No thanks.

HOWEVER, I am not a immune to a fine set of wheels. I’d consider considering pedaling these fine specimen around the city.

For example this classic Big Wheel . . .

Solid and manly.

Or perhaps this feminine model . . .

Looks like Strawberry Shortcake’s ride!

If I want to pretend I live in some communist community I’d buy this one:

I actually got this for my 4th birthday. Yeah, I’m cool.

Or maybe if I was in the mood for a classic vehicle . . .

I was too old for this classic coupe by the time it was released on the toy market. Bahhhh!

So many choices! What would you do?

Clearly this one. It has a saddle bag and racing brake, duh.