To my loyal readers,
I am so sorry for the radio silence. Life has been a whirlwind and somehow my words just never quite made it into published form. I took photos of every recipe I made and every restaurant I ate at (yes, I'm one of those people). I said "I should blog this!" hundreds of times. I took photos while I was shopping - of candles, fabrics, and tchotchkes too pretty not to share. I made mental notes of all the stories and sillies I wanted to post and share and remember. Alas, the blog sat quietly, patiently for seven months, waiting for me to type. And, today is that day.
A short post but a post nonetheless.
Have you ever heard of Barbour?
When we visited Boston last May, we took a tour of Harvard. I felt like Rory Gilmore (pre-Yale) meets Elle Woods and it was everything my East Coast, prep-loving heart had hoped for. We took a student-lead tour and I would highly recommend it for anyone planning a visit. She was sweet and informative and had all sorts of fun stories and secrets about the classes and campus folklore. So, where does an outerwear company tie in to the story? Our guide was wearing a Barbour jacket, more specifically, the
Classic Beadnell Waxed jacket shown above.
Maybe I'm super late to the party and everyone already has six of these jackets in their closet or maybe hardly anyone knows of them, but either way wanted to share.
I think it would be darling styled with leggings, rain boots, and a baseball cap or fitted khakis and heels. Olive green + corduroy + plaid + a little British + a little equestrian = all my stars.
