[UO tights + Citizens cutoffs + JCrew shirt + JCrew belt as neck tie + Burberry booties.] My dad taught me to love records. Figured I should share this love with my only current charge: Eli. We baked by the fire while I went through my new vinyl acquisitions and thought about all the hours of my life I’ve spent… View Post
Like the north wind whistlin’ down the sky.
[Jean Colonna silk jersey arm warmers + Citrine by the Stones fringe necklace + T by A Wang t-shirt + Erin Wasson vest + DIY shorts + Sam Edelman boots + KJL earrings + Pendleton blanket] Made an attempt to grill out. Ambitious. We’d been outside for 5 minutes when the clouds blew in, the temperature dropped by about 15… View Post
Williamstown, Mass: Photo journal
Just 34 miles consisting of one right-hand turn: Bromley, VT to Williamstown, MA in less than an hour. Nice weather (not really) is in the works, so we are embracing the day trip. Our version of an approachable, recession-resistant vacation that does not require a cat sitter, much planning, or more than a quarter tank of petroleum distillate —perfect. What… View Post
Losing track of the English language at the Dorset Quarry.
Conversation with my therapist: “But, Carey, did you ever think to tell Rob: ‘I apologize, and I think this is a great conversation, I’d like to continue it some time, but right now I just want to look at the water…’?” “I guess, I just… I assumed… I mean, that’s how I am. The way I am. I space out… View Post
The art of dining alone.
Requesting a table for one has never been a real issue for me; I like the time alone to sip my drink and let my eyes go out of focus for awhile. I’m usually lost in thought anyway; at least this way I’m not being rude to anyone. But, as my twice-weekly commute over to NY grows less bearable and… View Post



