Excited to be sharing this festive little table we whipped up for Nantucket Looms (special thanks to Jacin Fitzgerald for being absolutely priceless during this shoot since I was pushing 9 months pregnant!). I absolutely love the holidays, and decking the halls on Nantucket just seems extra special. I’m sharing some entertaining tips on how to stay stylish (and sane!) this festive season over on The Haven List today!
On October 24th, during a full moon, Henry Arthur Capalbo decided to join our world. At that moment our lives were forever changed. No one could ever prepare me for the rush of emotions that would follow his arrival. It’s impossible to explain, and I won’t even try. I will say love took on a whole new meaning - not only for this new person, but also for my little family. Andrew and I have always felt lucky to do this life thing together, but that night took everything to another level. I remember looking at Andrew and just being so grateful for him my heart could explode. Look at this little life we created.
I really love this time of year. Now, I know I say that about most times of year (except maybe that late March - early May here in New England, that is a time I could do without) - but autumn in New England is just about as good as it gets. It calls for all things cozy and comforting, and just makes you want to find any excuse to gather people together. And this year happens to be even more special since we are expecting a little one any day now.
There is no denying that summer on Nantucket is pure magic. But Fall? Fall is the real gem on the island. Can we keep that between us? It’s a time when the tourists have returned to their busy lives, yet the water is warm and the weather is perfect. September and October on Nantucket? Now that’s where some special island splendor goes down.
The seasons may change and the leaves may fall in many parts of the world, but there is nowhere quite like the show Mother Nature puts on in Vermont. I can’t tell you exactly why this mighty little state does this Autumn so well - but I do know I’ve never seen a place embrace it quite like the Green Mountain State.
This little corner of the world, known as Watch Hill, Rhode Island, holds the most special place in my heart. If it wasn't for this tiny little part of the tiniest state in the country, a little girl from Tennessee would never have met her New England match. It's because of this tiny little place I met Andrew. It's where we had our first date, it's where we got married. It's where we'll go for the rest of our life to have endless "remember when" conversations. It's beyond special to us.
The Fourth of July has always been one of my very favorite holidays. It's smack dab in the middle of summer (actually more of a kick off to summer here in New England), and it just has an overall happy vibe. Andrew and I actually met this very week 14 years ago, so I suppose I'm extra sentimental about it.
As a little girl, my New England-bred parents (who had been transplanted to Tennessee right around the time I was born), packed up our suburban every summer and drove up the eastern seaboard (sometimes with a boat in tow, sometimes with a dog, and always with four kids with far too much energy for a 22 hour drive) to escape the oppressive southern summers. We instead replaced them with magical New England ones.
Last fall, when we were out shoot for Nantucket Looms Holiday, I had the privilege of staying at The Roberts Collection along with Erin while we were on the island and we fell in love. It's location is just perfect for the days when we are running around like crazy, but even better when we get to stop and enjoy the island for a bit.