We love a stylish shindig as much as anyone, and every September has us looking forward to Boston Fashion Week for that very reason.
September never fails to blow past us at a shocking speed. With the end of summer, we always find ourselves launched back into work and social engagements with less down time than we might expect.
After watching all of the hubbub surrounding Warby Parker unfold during New York Fashion Week, I was feeling a bit left out. All of the parties, all of the chic spectacles, all of the rave reviews – poor Boston, missing out on the fun!
Fortunately, they read my mind, and when an invite to a Warby Parker event at Stel’s wandered across my path, I signed us up. We brought Marisa, too. Read more
As we look toward September and the shift from summer to fall, we’re finding our schedule filling up rapidly – as it always does this time of year. This week, most of our evenings are occupied with client work (which is excellent, of course), but last weekend we had a chance to fit in plenty of our own excitement as well.
Friday night brought restaurant week shenaningans, and Saturday morning I fit in a long run (and dragged Jack out for a few miles) before we headed down to the ICA to check out the Red Bull cliff diving competition.
That strange picture? That’s the underside of the diving platform.
Attached to the roof of the ICA.
From which divers flung themselves into the harbor.
Needless to say, it was a pretty amazing event. What does need to be said, though, is a quick word on how wonderful it was to see the ICA and the surrounding area used, for the first time that I’m aware of, as it was envisioned. 23,000 people turned out, bikes completely overran the place, the museum was at capacity and the unique shape of the ICA building made the spot the perfect location for the first urban stop on the diving tour.
Over the weekend, a good friend got a fun new camera; our Sunday was filled with brunch, mojitos, good food, good company, sunshine and through it all, playing with the new toy. (We have a bit of camera envy – ours no longer has a functional flash.)
Last weekend, Jack and I headed to New Hampshire for our annual Mt. Washington adventure.
Turns out, it was hot. Very hot. Perhaps not quite as hot as Boston, and certainly cooler at the summit, but the first hour or two of our hike was undeniably melt-worthy. (And yet, a good time was had by all.)
Despite the dramatically cooler climate so far this week, memories of Friday’s hike are still fresh in my mind; it is with these thoughts that I happened upon the Melting Ice Pops series of Meredith Allen, and had a chuckle.
We had the pleasure of spending some time in New Hampshire again this year over the holiday weekend.
Cards and wiffleball were played, and once again, I have a thing for attempting to photograph fireworks. (Arguably, not my strong suit. Fun nonetheless.)
April has come and gone, and we’re still trying to keep up. What have we been up to?
Per usual, plenty.
Happy Birthday, Jack!
It’s been a busy few days/weeks/months, for certain. Between holidays, birthdays, travels, new clients, fundraisers and my marathon ambitions, there has been little time to spare. With only six days between me and a certain starting line in Hopkinton, MA, I’ve been engrossed in a final ballyhoo to wrap up fundraising for the Boston Debate League; we’re both keeping our fingers crossed that Life After Marathon will allow a bit more time to get down to business on a few outstanding projects.
Nonetheless, today we’ll pause long enough to celebrate the anniversary of Jack’s birth – we’re headed to an opening at the ICA, and we can’t wait.
Our weekend was a delightful melange of St. Patrick’s festivities, 90′s night, long runs and one very productive Sunday at home.
