I recently bought this beautiful Who What Wear shirt, but you can only wear a statement shirt every once in a while right? That is what I thought. Then I pondered--why don't I try wearing it a completely different way?Read More
“I’ve never had a grad party before!” That was all I said and then poof! Guy and my Mother-in-law threw me a lovely party. When you grow up with little, you learn to expect little. Guy shows me every day that I deserve much more than that.Read More
Written by Megan.
With spring in full swing here in Portland, it is never a bad idea to be prepared for the inevitable rain showers. Here are the picks of my favorite raincoats and rainboots for the rainy seasons. Here you will find ten each of my favorite raincoats and rainboots. This list even features the Ralph Lauren rain booties I have been wearing non-stop. Stay dry out there!
It’s no secret--we get a lot of rain in Oregon. That being said, we must prepare for all kinds of weather in the spring. We often get excited by the first signs of the end of winter, so we start moving things around in our closets to prepare for a shift of newly wearable attire. It is at about this time of year that I have had enough of my knits. So, I start throwing sweaters to the back of my closet and pulling out my lighter, more colorful clothes.Read More
Written by Megan.
We may love the bustling busy living of the city of Portland, but my roots are deep in small town Oregon. I was born and raised in Newport, Oregon. A very small town on the Central Oregon Coast. You may recognize Newport as Keiko’s (see Free Willy) last home until his release and late demise in Norway. He may be all we had in terms of excitement for awhile. This, among other peculiarities of living in a small town, are reasons I wanted escape. As a kid, I wanted to get out of Newport as fast as I could. My young siblings living there echo my exact words of desire to be free of small town life.
Yet, as an adult now, I find myself becoming more and more appreciative of the pace and atmosphere of a small town. Just this last Spring, my siblings and I did a Storycorps interview with my dad for his 60th birthday. One of his biggest wishes for us was for us to end up in a small town. He grew up in Huntington Beach, CA, still a beachtown, but in a completely different way than Newport (that’s a 200,000 population vs. 10,000). He moved from California to Newport when he was close to the age I am now and he never left.
This past summer, I was thrilled to be able to show Guy my hometown as we attended my 10-year high school reunion. It was wonderful to see faces I haven’t seen in years, but it was just as satisfying to share something so personal and special with my favorite person. I didn’t realize how important this was to me until we got there and I couldn’t stop sharing all the stories that each location and monument held as we drove through town.
To keep the coastal spirit going, we opted to stay in a bed and breakfast that I had driven passed for years, but never paid a visit. We stayed at the Newport Belle Bed and Breakfast. It was the perfect place to absorb the oh-so-familiar fresh salty air. To top it all off, Klaus was able to stay with us. You’ll see that the ship had its own residence pooch on board as well. We awoke to a delicious vegetarian quiche, toast, potatoes, fresh fruit, and hot coffee. Sadly, after chatting with the owner, we found out that they may not be in business for much longer. They are on their way down the river of retirement. If you get a chance, we suggest you pay a visit while you still can!