Hippies Run This Town

I've always been jealous of my grandparent's generation for having so many rich stories about flowers in the hair and love everywhere...so when Lex inboxed me about Hippie Chic night at the Museum of Fine Art here in Boston, there was no other response than 'Absolutely man'.

Decked to the nines with dreamy VW buses

 and artwork galore.

After our fair share of pictures, we jivved our way into the exhibition (yes, I'm cheesy and I accept it) to gawk at 70s Betsy Johnson dresses and the vintage juke box - my personal favorite.

We then got free gourmet gelato (always a bonus) and headed over to tie die our shirts with a tutorial from a TD artist.

 Such professionals.

Stoked on the night and the surprise waiting inside our goodie bags, we peaced out (hardy har har) and bumbled our college hippie selves back home.

Thank you MFA for a great night!

Organic Goodness

Having gotten our project out of the way, Margo and I toured around Boyleston St. and ate, drank, and were merry. We decided to soak up the last rays of sunshine and summer weather after grabbing lunch and shopping by stumbling into the local farmer's market.

Bellies full of organic goodies, we chatted about how surreal a city Boston is and how incredibly lucky we are to live here! I mean c'mon, there aren't that many place where you can just stumble into the cutest little farmer's market you ever did see after a light lunch and shopping trip.

But what really sealed the deal for both of us were the free - gorgeous - sunflowers we got for free from a local farmer.

 And of course I couldn't go without taking this incredibly original picture of my flower...

Just the perfect thing to keep the sunshine alive and well on the inside of my dorm on even the most cloudy days.

Boston Calling {part two}

Besides seeing your favorite band, what I love most about music festivals is that it's more likely than not that more than one of your favorite bands will be play....at least that's usually the case for me.

Major Lazer, Kendrik Lamar, and Passion Pit were on the agenda for day two at Boston Calling and they didn't fail to please!

 First up : rager at Major Lazer

No. Zoom.
Just how I like it.

Then, Mr. Lamar in all his glory.

Again, no. zoom. 
I've gotten really good at sneaking my way to the front of the crowd over the years...

 Last but most definitely not least - Passion Pit.

Swoon.

 Ahhh the incredible joys of living in a major city!