summer solstice

Monday morning starts with an apartment in the trees.  On the West side of Providence, somewhere on Broadway, I sit in a yellow kitchen surrounded by the most vivacious potted plants I have ever seen.  I don’t think the owner of this apartment has ever thrown away an empty bottle of liquor; he chooses instead to make the many vessels into candlesticks and homes for dried lavender.  This is a sentimental touch that I, of course, appreciate.  Samara buzzes all around me, and when she stands back my hair is curled, lashes applied and lips fully glossed.  Melissa dresses me in a way only she could, romper and tank layered and ready to “lounge”.  There’s a python peaking out from a rock across from me, and she’s growing longer by the minute, clearly curious of my intentions here.  Under Evan’s direction, I rifle through records, thumb through ghost stories, and dance- freeps style- to Magpie Blues Collection, Volume 1 on vinyl.FullSizeRender 101.jpg

Emily joins, her blonde tresses mirroring mine, and together we prepare for the outside world.  Outfits changed, hats and sunnies placed and replaced, we take to the streets for record shopping, bike riding, and other “first day of summer!” tom foolery.

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When the evening is closing in and my architecture class drawing near, a few polaroids by the river commemorate the end of our “Best Day of Summer”.  And all sarcasm aside, with (free- thanks Evan!) lunch at Geoff’s, a cuddle sesh with Hudson, and an introduction to some talented new friends, this day really is going to give the next 72 a run for their money.

hair + makeup: Samara St. Martin

styling: Melissa Csigay

first 3 photos by Frame & Anchor, all others by Kelly Louise Photography for Free People.

stay tuned for more about the making of this collaborative video…

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If you’ve been reading this blog for a while now, you know how much I love Providence and its neighborhood events.  Providence is one of those cities that pretends to not be hipster, but then hosts things like Cyclovia, shutting down main streets to grant bikers a car-free passage.  I mean, not every city cares about things like allowing the biking community to grow and encouraging the youngest of cyclists to hone their skills in a safe environment…pretty cool of you, Pvd.  And what better way to spread the earthy crunchy granola go-green mission of our lovely little community than with a Sunday celebration?  Live music, arts and crafts, food trucks (Alex’s bacon-wrapped meatloaf sandwich from the Wurst Kitchen, I love you), and free DIY trail mix stations courtesy of our local Whole Foods…I couldn’t keep myself away if I tried.  Seriously, if you like random weekend block parties and you’ve never visited Providence, you should proooobably get your priorities in order.

Ps- how adorable are my niece’s little ballerina socks?!  I can’t even handle it.

PPs- the fact that the live music included what appeared to be an elderly Jewish man singing songs in Hebrew and accompanying himself on some sort of ukelele, and a band of seriously rocking 40-somethings just makes me love this town that much more.