I find makeup to be mostly completely baffling. It wasn’t until Instagram and my recent, reluctant watching of The Bachelor that I realized how little I know about it. Everyone looks so airbrushed—matte lips, contoured cheeks, and massive, soft-focused brows. I could attempt it, but I usually ended up exiting the bathroom looking like I’d just been down to Clown… View Post
Sometimes, though not often, I permit myself to scan through images from runway shows and look at the things I cannot and will never be able to afford. This usually seems pretty pointless, given I need to be putting energy toward finding new ways to love the things I already have. In some instances, I can cobble together similar looks from… View Post
We took a quick jaunt down to the Keys last month with my family to see my godsister get married—just as a monsoon of epic proportions blew over the narrow strip of Islamorada, almost like the skies were sharing our sentimentality. Theirs came in sheets, ours came down our cheeks. The people at this wedding were more than guests to… View Post
Anyone who knows me knows that Nantucket has a special place in my past—and I’m referring specifically to the time in the summer after 7th grade I was on a month-long bike trip of the Cape and islands and drank some sort of home brew grain alcohol out of a local’s bottle at the bottom of Cobblestone Hill on July 4th… View Post
[The only outfit I want to wear anymore. I wish I loved all my clothes as much as I love these four things together.] This isn’t the first military-style jacket to make its way into my closet. Nay, it’s not even the second. But it’s definitely the best. In my quest to only buy things that bring me complete joy,… View Post