Seagulls and Stripes

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Boo and I ventured out to the beach this weekend. It wasn’t the most ideal beach day- it was a bit chilly and incredibly windy (hence the really stringy, gross hair). But it was practically empty, and therefore really quiet and peaceful. So we cuddled up under the blanket and gave names to the seagulls as they wandered about around us. There was Bob 1and Bob 2, and Frank, among others. We’re real original with names, obviously. 

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dress: JCrew (crewcuts)

hat: Forever21

flats: Blowfish Shoes (won in a giveaway)

In My Life - To NY And Back Again

Just a peek into my very eventful weekend. 

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I traveled to NYC friday morning. And then back to Boston friday night. With just a few hours in between for a dress fitting, some shopping, and a visit to my old school.

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We worked our butts off on more wedding related projects. Only 19 more days now! 

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And we managed to make a trip out the beach on a windy, but quiet and relaxing day. 

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How was your weekend?

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Crane Beach

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If you follow along with me on Instagram (lets be friends- my username is hollyjollydolly), you may have saw that Boo and I spent this past monday at the beach. April 16th - at the beach. Isn’t that amazing? It seemed so early. But since Boo had the day off, and the temperature reached near 90 degrees, we couldn’t resist. I can’t waaaaaait for more of these days this summer :)

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shirt: vintage

dress: Diane von Furstenberg

swim bottoms: Target - here

hair bow: shopHollyDolly

shoes: Toms - here

In My Life...

(L) An absolutely gorgeous day at Crane Beach!

(R) We’ve kind of become obsessed with Dave’s sandwiches. So yummy!

(L) A full house at Swap Uncapped! More on that tomorrow…….

(R) I have a little quirk. I looooove corn on the cob. I mean, love it. I’ve been know to eat 8-9 ears of it in one sitting, and nothing else. Thats it, just…. corn on the cob for dinner. But the thing is, and everyone who knows me thinks I’m incredibly strange for this, I refuse to eat it off the cob. Not canned corn… not frozen corn… I don’t care if I sit there as you cut it off the cob right in front of me. No way. Gross.