Lifestyle, style

Campfire Dreams

I spent most of the summer in the city this year. Travel plans were minimal, and while I made it to the beach a couple of times, I was largely here, dodging tourists and wondering what exactly it was that smelled so awful in the city streets. I couldn’t help but long for some time by the campfire, roasting marshmallows, watching the fireflies flirt across the sky.

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There’s something magical about the golden hour, especially in the summer. It can take a city park and totally transform it into an entirely different place. Longing for some time in the countryside, I found myself here, in my favorite spot in Midtown, feeling entirely at ease. Maybe summer isn’t always external? I suppose it could very easily be a state of mind.

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Jorts are a summer staple, and I’ve had these for so long they’re literally threadbare and torn to shreds. But I just can’t throw them away — although I fear one more trip in the washing machine will dissolve them. They started out as a favorite pair of jeans and have progressively gotten shorter as they’ve gone on in life. Paired with a comfortable pair of sandals, an oversized and weightless sweater, and the requisite sunglasses, and this is an outfit I basically lived in for the last few months.

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Photos courtesy Kristin Booker