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State Beach, Friday 2:30pm

 

Today’s it’s back to the grind after a relaxing weekend in Martha’s Vineyard. The last 4 days were filled with family time, incredible fresh-off-the-boat sea food, no make up, no internet, and fire-side s’mores.

 

It was exactly what we all needed – to tune out and chill out for three days straight. What was our family mantra for the weekend? Let me refer to the Island Company for their classic slogan for this one: Quit your job (or just put it on hold for a few days). Buy a ticket (with maybe a delay or two on your way). Get a tan (check!). Fall in love (got that covered too). Never return (unfortunately this last one isn’t a reality).

 

Enjoy these photos from the sunniest most special weekend so far this summer!

 

I want to send a little shout out to Kate, the sweetest Lemon Stripes fan that I met at Atlantic Fish & Chop House on Sunday afternoon. You made my day!

 

The weekend started off on a bad foot when the Thursday morning fast ferry from Rhode Island was sold out (I’ve literally never seen that happen in 29 years of ferrying!). My sister, husband, and I decided to make the most of a bad situation and spend the morning in CLICK TO CONTINUE READING

Daring Denim

 

When it comes to jeans, I tend to stick to the basics. I have my favorite pair of boyfriend jeans, dark-wash skinny jeans, white cropped jeans, and black jeggings. Lately I’ve had the urge to branch out with a pair that has a little bit of an edge to it. I found these at Target and figured they’d be the perfect start of my “daring denim” campaign.

 

Although the jeans themselves are inherently edgy with the moto-knee look, I’m hoping to dress them up in a ton of different styles. A long classic white button down and a striped scarf creates a classic look, a leather jacket and high-to-the-sky python sandals keeps them on point, and a striped tee and pearls makes a an outfit that’s more “me”, preppy and clean.

 

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Photo by Kate McElwee

 

From a young age, I’ve always been more sensitive than other people in my life. My mom likes to tell me that I am a “highly sensitive person” which apparently is a real thing. This is obviously an incredibly vague statement so let me drill down into a few ways that I’m overly sensitive in my life and how I’ve worked to overcome those.

 

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Lily Romper 3

 

Happy August, everyone! I can’t believe that July flew by so quickly. I have some exciting things going right that I can’t wait to share with you (I’m not pregnant. Just sayin’). Speaking of exciting news, I’m pretty darn over-the-moon to be partnering up with Lilly Pulitzer today to bring you three looks from their latest line of perfectly printed resort-wear.

 

My thought going into the weekend was that I’d shoot the three looks while on vacation upstate with friends. In a twist of fate, we forgot to bring the camera and I was forced to relax and do absolutely no work all weekend (minus a minor snafu with my real-person job on Friday night).

 

Instead of spending an hour worrying about lighting, backgrounds, and styling outfits, I savored every minute of quiet, satisfying relaxation. We rented a beautiful home upstate on 10 acres of land to celebrate Victoria’s 30th birthday with 3 of our favorite couples. A few highlights included a two-hour morning yoga class outside overlooking the mountains (move over RHONY!) while our husbands played golf, eating amazing home-cooked meals, playing Bocce on the lawn, drinking refreshing citrus Mojitos, sunbathing and chatting for hours on the porch, and of course making s’mores.

 

So just pretend that I did all that looking put together in this chic little romper . . . But in reality we all wore yoga pants (this palm-print sweatshirt did make an appearance!) and maxi dresses all weekend long. And it was glorious. If that’s what it means to be an adult, I’m so in!

 

See the full feature on Lilly Pulitzer’s blog, The Juice Stand, here!

 

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