Fun fact: I started this blog when I lived in Beantown – I lived in Boston for three years, did ya know? I ended up deleting all of the old posts when I re-branded because I have OCD and the old didn’t align with my visions of new. In hindsight, that was dumb…but I digress.
During my time there, I had ample time to explore the city with my Boston friends and by myself. I quickly found myself a regular in more than one place, and fell in love with the historic, small city.
Here, a love letter to a city I will always call home.
Boston, my love:
You easily wiggled your Red Sox loving butt into my heart, even though I was able to stand true to my Yankee roots. I did, however, become a
Patriots TomGronkEdelman fan. I had to find a way to root, root, root for the home team! Ya win some, ya…win some.
My New England style felt right in place in your enviornment, the pretty pastels, Lilly prints, J. Crew stripes and neutral classics were all embraced by backdrops of cobblestone streets, pretty doors and harbor walks. My New England palette expanded too, with my taste for lobstah rolls, chowdah, and really anything else you can add an “ah” at the end really making up my diet. Oh, and Dunkin’ Donuts iced coffee. That’s sooo you.
Staying true to my personal interests, I found many opportunities to experience arts and culture, both current and historic. Among my favorite places to learn were the Boston Public Library, Isabella Gardener Museum and Museum of Fine Art. My absolute favorite thing about you was how you allowed me to stroll your beautiful neighborhoods and teach me history and tradition simultaneously.
And then, of course, there’s Newbury Street. The first time I visited you – oh, years ago! – I was obsessed! And then when I started living here and found myself on Newbury Street, I couldn’t believe it. Little did I know of that baby’s reputation and cool kids status. I can’t count the number of times I walked up and down, window shopping, people watching, and actual shopping.
Let’s not forget DanceWorks Boston. I met some of my very best friends because of this community, and I got to perform in your wonders, like the Boston Conservatory and TD Garden. Dance friends are the best friends, and you really hooked me up.
But most of all, I love how you made me feel: at home, a part of something, a sometimes adult, a New Englander. Of all the fine memories I have from your city limits, some places I’ll miss the most are the Library, Lincoln Tavern, Blackbird Donuts, Tatte, Storrow Drive (LOL JK), Shop the Square (Chestnut Hill), the whole South End, and all of the wonderful people and places that became a part of my everyday Boston life.
Love you always, see you soon.