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It was a tough weekend in the ‘burbs. On Saturday, I spent the entire day driving up and back to Rhode Island in the rain for a fun project (All the exciting details on that in tomorrow’s post!). I’m up to great things there but it definitely took a toll. On Sunday, I spent the day working and running errands without a moment’s rest. Looking through Instagram, I got major FOMO when I saw all my friends in NYC having the time of their lives on the “most perfect fall day”.


I think it finally hit me for the first time that I really don’t have many friends out there and it motivated me to try to get out there more. Luckily, I have two different girlfriends coming to visit this week and I’m taking my very first trip into the city for work today. I’m kind of excited to go back from whence I came. Never thought I’d say that. . .


Moving on, I’m developing a love for heeled booties. They’re comfortable, the perfect amount of dressy, and give my short legs a little bit of length. When Charming Charlie wanted to team up for a post, I knew that they would have some fabulous jewelry, but didn’t expect them to impress me with a pair of open-toe booties (for under $40!), my new favorite striped tee, and an affordable oversized gold watch from their Tomboy Chic line.


CC1 copy




Thank you to Charming Charlie for sponsoring this post.


Sweet Sleep Sets

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I don’t know what it is about moving that has changed my attitude towards sleep-wear, but it’s changed in a BIG way over the past few weeks. Maybe it’s because my friends at Eberjey sent me this nighty and robe the week before I left or because I got this Cosabella night shirt a week before that.


I think it has something to do with our upgraded bedding, and bedroom furniture. It’s fancier and more high-end which makes me want to feel fancier in it. I feel better about getting into bed, I have sweeter dreams, and I wake up with a better attitude in the morning. In New York, I always wore worn-in tee shirts Anel’s old boxer shorts but apparently those days are done. Perhaps I’m just becoming a grown up.


As you can tell by my choices above, I hate wearing long pants to bed. My legs always get really warm (TMI?) when I sleep so shorts or sleep shirts are my only options. I’m always curious to hear what other people wear to sleep in. If it’s not too weird, let me know!



Blue Gingham


Date nights look a little different lately. Everything out here is more casual, even the fancier restaurants. Everyone on “The Ave” in Greenwich is always dressed to the nines but everywhere else has been pretty chill in our experience so far.


The weirdest difference is that one of us always has to drive home. We never thought that we drank very much but even 2 glasses of wine makes me tipsy so if I’m driving home after dinner, I have to stick to one! I haven’t had to think about that for the longest time. It’s ok, I’d rather skip the 2nd drink than ever take the subway again #worthit.


I wore this outfit out to dinner last weekend and didn’t feel underdressed at all. It was pretty awesome. I’m going to be living in this Vineyard Vines flannel gingham shirt this winter. Def going to need it in navy. . . and pink. . . ok I need them all!


Blue Gingham

Blue Gingham

Blue Gingham

Blue Gingham



All images via my Instagram


Two weeks ago, we packed up and moved out here to good ole’ Connecicut, land of pretty light blue license plates, popped collars, and many many sail boats. That first weekend was all about moving and last weekend we road-tripped to Boston so this was the first time we’ve had to enjoy our new home-state.


Lucky for us, it was 80 degrees and sunny all weekend. Not too shabby! The things we did were so surreal to me (buying fresh eggs from a farmer on a hiking trail, going to bed at 10pm on Friday night, etc) that I just had to dedicate a whole post to them.


It’s almost comical how different this weekend was from one of our typical weekends back in Manhattan. Here’s the play-by-play.


Friday 3:30pm: Leaving work early to get my hair highlighted. I’ve been going to the same salon on the Lower East Side for 10 years. I start crying on my drive to my new salon in the ‘burbs. THIS is the change that is getting to me?
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Friday 7pm: OMG my hair actually looks good, it’s a miracle! Maybe this place isn’t so bad after all.


Friday 8pm: Date night at Barcelona Wine Bar (Tapas restaurant) after everyone we’ve met recommended it. Now I see why. There were anchovies on toast, kale salad, chicken empanadas, heirloom tomatoes, garlicky mussels, and red wine. Lots of it.


Saturday 10am: Woah I slept in! I guess that can happen when it’s silent outside the window. Quick Face Time with my sister (she’s still in Manhattan so it’s a long-distance relationship) and we’re out the door for a day of activities.


Saturday 11am: Arrive at the Greenwich Audubon Society (of which I’m now a member, obvs) for a casual hike, when we discover that it’s a Hawk Festival. Natch. Of course we have to check it out. We hike a few quick trails, buy farm-fresh eggs straight from a real farmer, eat food-truck pulled chicken sandwiches with kale-apple slaw, and casually see a bird show. The usual.
Fresh Farm Eggs


Saturday 2pm: Thanks to my good friends at Vineyard Vines, Anel and I go on a massive shopping spree. We’re officially set for fall!
Vineyard Vines


Saturday 3pm: Target run. I wish I could put into words how much I love Target. We decide to go down every aisle just for fun. We went in for 4 things and leave with two carts-full. But at least now we have gigantic shower heads, an extra set of 5-pound weights, new lamp shades, and enough glass Tupperware for the entire state.


Saturday 6:30pm: Squeeze in an outfit shoot before dinner (stay tuned tomorrow). It’s much easier to shoot when there aren’t people everywhere.


Saturday 7pm: Anel and I discover a park by our apartment with the most beautiful sunset. Feeling like we’re on vacation until we realize this is real life now.


Saturday 9pm: Welp, we’re done with an amazing meal at Harlan Social (Oh hey there bacon jam). Now what? I think we need to get some friends. In the meantime, we cross the street and stock up on red wine at Fairway. The wine will be our friend until further notice.


Saturday 10pm: We decide it’s finally time to hang up some art. It’s finally starting to feel like home!
Entry Way


Sunday 7am: Up bright and early. Darn it! Decide to get some work done and clickity clack at my lap top for 3 hours.
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Sunday 11:30am: Laying out in my courtyard with a good book and ice cold water. I highly recommend Silver Star by Jeanette Walls. I loved Glass Castle and Half Broke Horses SO much, and her first soirĂ©e into fiction doesn’t disappoint (so far).


Sunday 1:45pm: Pick up my sister at the train station and head to Le Pain Quotidien for my favorite vegan kale Caesar salad. I could eat that thing every damn day (I basically do).


Sunday 3pm: Grocery shopping again with my car. Have I mentioned how much I love doing this?


Sunday 5pm: Blog, answer emails, work and hang out with my sister until dinner.


Sunday 7pm: Sunday family dinner with quite a sunset. A tradition that we’ll never give up hence my sister’s trip to the ‘burbs. Grilled shrimp, roasted sweet potatos, red wine, and (another) homemade vegan kale Caesar salad. This habit is getting out of hand I tell you!
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Sunday 8:30pm: Here I am writing this post and reminiscing on a wonderful but weird suburban weekend that didn’t involve one taxi, one whiff of pee on the street, or one trip to Duane Reade. Times they are a changin’.