(pic of Elia, one of Raines’ friends, taken at Mike’s birthday a few weeks ago)
Hello, July. I’m not quite sure where you came from, out of the blue like that, but I’m thrilled you’re here just the same. We’ve had an intense, crazy June. School ended, Raines (and Pax and I) went to sleepaway camp (Raines is still there actually – we pick him up Saturday yessss), and, uh, Mike and I bought a house. (surprise! haha) We move in next week, so those invisible packing fairies better show up quick.
My mind is currently stuck on spin cycle, an endless loop of packing/contractors/address changes so I’m actually looking forward to a little roadtrip this weekend to get Raines. We’ll be driving down to DC on Saturday – are there any quaint little towns between Philly & DC to maybe watch fireworks and wander around? Would love any recommendations for something…easy. (I don’t think I’m up for the big Philly firework extravaganza this year.)
Do you know what you’re wearing for the 4th? I usually end up in some twist on red/white/blue (examples from previous years here), although this year I think I’m going for americana-meets-rock-and-roll with a band tee and cut-offs (like this).
The 4th of July sales are insane, per usual, which means they’re often totally overwhelming. I found them so overwhelming, in fact, that I wasn’t able to put together a cohesive boutique (see comment on spin-cycle brain, above). Instead, I narrowed things down to just my top five. A few are pieces I own and have found myself wearing again & again, and a couple are just things I can’t stop thinking about.