A day off from work, away from the stifling heat and humidity of the beach store means the day unfolds before me like a vast, blank canvas. Summer has always been my favorite season, especially since moving back to New England. The winters are long and dark, and I feel a sense of almost, guilt, … More SUMMER 2019| Mood board & Playlist
“The time must come when this coast (Cape Cod) will be a place of resort for those New-Englanders who really wish to visit the sea-side. At present it is wholly unknown to the fashionable world, and probably it will never be agreeable to them. If it is merely a ten-pin alley, or a circular railway, … More LIFE LATELY|post grad, pre law.
Around this time of the year, I start getting sentimental. I’ve always loved New Years, because they felt like fresh starts. I have always been the type of person to make overly optimistic resolutions, and bail on them by February. Loss weight. Find a relationship. Get better grades. Save more money. I was always pushing … More NEW YEAR, SAME ME |2018, thank u, next.
On my flight down to Florida, on an unseasonably warm afternoon in Boston, my sister and I were seated next to an older man, in his late fifties, flying down to see his second wife. After about four small bottles of gin and one can of tonic, the small talk my sister had been fielding … More SAY SOMETHING| why we can’t always speak up…
The past few days have been solely focused on studying, with some sleep and meals thrown in out of necessity. Finals in college are stressful, long, and tedious, but I thought I would throw together a quick list of a few things I do to help me get through them. 1.Find your study vibe While … More FINALS SEASON | tips for college finals
I love hearing about what other people are reading, and taking inspiration from. I am constantly adding to my ‘to-read’ list on Goodreads (add me!), and I wanted to share what I read over the course of 2018 … More WHAT I READ | in 2018
The other night, I spent an hour flipping through my sorority’s scrapbooks. The old, yellow pages were tearing free of their bindings, the edges crumbling at my fingertips. Engagement announcements, event invitations, newspaper clippings, pictures. The oldest item in the bin was a yearbook from 1925.