Miss Manhattan Hangs Out...with Sunny Facer

“Just got here :)” Sunny Facer texts me. I’ve just entered the Guggenheim but, amidst the herds of people in black coats, I don’t see her right away. Then, as if in a movie, the crowds part and there she is, a long, furry taupe coat over a patched denim jacket and jeans, luxurious, long black hair cascading down her back. She hugs me, hands patterned wi…