Tuesday, July 31, 2012
My friend recently sent me a text, and all it said was "www.lemonandline.com." I followed the link and just about died when I saw where it led...which was to these awesome bracelets. They look like the bracelets I used to spend hours making when I was a sailing instructor (and a weirdo; the photo above shows both of those qualities), but with much more legitimate closures, a lot less frayed line, and less of a scene involved in their construction (more after the jump).
Monday, July 30, 2012
It's been a while since I've seen a shoe that surprised me as much as this Chloe sandal (I love surprises when they look this good). What gets me about these is the number of different elements that have been incorporated into the design, from the stacked heel to the peep toe to the slipper-like front piece. It's a smorgasbord of a shoe that somehow comes together in an elegant and lovely way. I'm so into it that I've built an outfit around it, all from Barney's. Because unfortunately, buying everything just isn't an option, so instead you readers are the lucky recipients of what happens when I lust after clothes (after the jump).
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Thursday, July 26, 2012
Happy 69th birthday, Mick Jagger. In honor of the man himself, I give you this quote. I totally relate to it; it's so easy (and sometimes so important) to lose yourself in a person as you fall in love with them, in a place you've never been before, in the meaningful work that you do. And that's totally fine. As long as you can pull yourself back every once in a while, or when it gets to be too much, and say: here I am, I am still me, and I am fine. Life is all about balance, and I think that's what Mick is getting at.
Or maybe he's trying to say that you can do as many drugs as you want as long as you eventually scale it back. But I like my philosophical interpretation better (my favorite Stones song after the jump).
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Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Wilder Pictures + Happenings: Adventuress Launch (or) From Scotland to World War II to Rockport Marine
Last Saturday the entire population of mid-coast Maine seemed to pour out onto the shores of Rockport Harbor. People perched atop the seawall, kayaked and paddle-boarded and boated in the water, and even lined the Goose River Bridge above the harbor to watch the launch of the newly restored yacht Adventuress. Rockport Marine rebuilt the stunning 83 foot schooner over the past three years, and the result is one of the most breath-taking boats I've ever seen (and I've seen a lot of breath-taking boats) (more after the jump).
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
I'm warning you now that there is going to be very little new about this post; I've always been obsessed with J.Crew (which you know, if you've read TWT even once before) and the lookbook of the Fall/Winter 2012 J.Crew Collection, from which I took these photos, came out in February. But I think it's worth posting about anyway, because the clothes and the styling are just too beautiful. It would be a shame not to.
The J.Crew Collection is basically standard J.Crew on steroids; more expensive and finely made, it's the brand's answer to the high-end fashion houses with a longer history. The Collection show was the one show I didn't get to go to when I was at NY Fashion Week that totally bummed me out. I therefore felt a little better when the catalog showed up at my house last month and these beautiful photos spilled out onto my counter; if I couldn't go to it, at least it could come to me. You can pre-order pieces from the collection at the J.Crew website now, and I'm having sit on my hands to keep from clicking "buy" on entire outfits (more after the jump).
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Monday, July 23, 2012
Beautiful Thing(s) of the Day + Wilder Musings: Nana Goes to the Camden Antiques Fair (or) Three Generations
Nana (my infamous, delightful, powerhouse of a grandmother) is an antiques maniac. She and my grandfather lived in Europe during and after World War II, and came home with beautiful old things. When they began spending summers in Maine in the 1950s, they'd drive up and down Route 1, and my mother and uncle would swelter in the car while they bid on antique bed frames, bought more rugs than any house could ever need, and scoured shops for plates and mirrors.
Nana's house, as a result, is a museum of beautiful things, a collection of stories in furniture, paintings, and objects. Especially since, after selling both the farm in Lincolnville, Maine, and the house in Great Neck, NY where she lived with my grandfather before he died in 1997, she consolidated the best of their collection into the home where she now lives in Rockport, about 200 yards away from my family. The rest of her loot she keeps in the barn behind her house...and you better believe that when it's time to scrounge together furniture for that apartment in Cambridge, I'll be looking there first (more after the jump).
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Friday, July 20, 2012
Wilder Pictures + Happenings + Musings: Croquet at the Center for Furniture Crafstmanship (and) On Meeting People (and) The Ruler!
My wonderful cousin Ben is back in Rockport, taking another class at the Center for Furniture Craftsmanship. I wrote about the incredible wood-working school a month ago and showed you some of the dovetails he was working on (which would become the joinery of a lovely bed-side table he built). Last night I was lucky enough to go to the school's weekly Thursday potluck and hang out with the students, play a rousing game of croquet, and watch the sun set over the fields of Rockport. It doesn't get much better than that (more after the jump, including the awesome ruler from yesterday's post).
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Thursday, July 19, 2012
Excuse me if this post is incoherent, but I'm so excited that I'm having trouble stringing sentences together. Guys, do you SEE the nautical flags above?! That come in their very own nautical bag?! Are you KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW!? It's so good. So, so good. If someone wants to get me a housewarming present for my apartment in September, this would be a good one. So would the map that comes a little later in this post. Or anything in this post.
All of this delightful swag above comes from Best Made Co., a store in NYC that my cousin just told me about because he bought "a really beautiful ruler" there. I was skeptical at first about the beauty potential of a ruler, but then I saw it. And it is truly beautiful (ruler and much more after the jump).
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This past weekend it officially became summer. Why? Because summer squash were at the farmer's market!
That was a dad joke, I apologize. But I was being somewhat serious; I know that summer is in full swing, that it's really the heart of the season, when the squash show up their wooden boxes, dirt still caked to their slightly spiky skins. They're the most beautiful yellow; bright and bold, they round out the color spectrum when they're next to the brilliant reds and oranges of the beets and carrots. I will never cease to be amazed at the colors the ground can produce (fewer dad jokes and more photos and recipes after the jump).
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Wednesday, July 18, 2012
I love Hemingway. It's probably a cliché to love him as much as I do. But to those who would argue that it is, I ask you this: have you ever read a better opening to a story than the sentence above? The answer is probably no, and if you can think of a better one, please tell me because I’d love to read it.
My affair with old Ernest began in college, when one of my best and dearest friends gave me Islands in the Stream, Hemingway’s last work that was published posthumously. I’d read a few of his stories and novels in high school, and while I appreciated them, I didn't dig deeper and read other things he'd written. But Islands in the Stream rekindled my interest (I even posted about it in the early days of TWT, and it was a Wilder Words in March). It gave me a sense of Hemingway as a tired and slightly broken man; it has less bravado than his earlier, more assertive works. It is a sad book. His brilliance with language, however, his ability to craft his words exactly and clearly, didn't waver even at the very end (more after the jump).
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Tuesday, July 17, 2012
I'm back in Massachusetts for a few meetings for a day and a half, and let me tell you, I'd forgotten how big the difference is in temperature between summer in Maine and summer in Boston. It is HOT here. And while I'm feeling a little faint and I can't stop sweating (soooo attractive) I kind of like it; the heat is enveloping and oppressive, yes, but like any good New Englander, it's good to have weather to complain about, because we must complain about the weather. It's always either too hot or too cold; we're impossible to please. Which makes for an unsettling few weeks each spring and fall when the weather is divine and there is literally nothing over which to make a fuss.
But I digress; I bring up the heat to tell you that in order for me to post about anything with sleeves right now, the thing with sleeves has got to be pretty damn good. And this sweater, along with everything else I'm about to show you from Norse Projects, makes the cut (more after the jump).
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Friday, July 13, 2012
Heyyyy readers. Hope everyone is preparing to brave the heat that's about to hit the northeast. My suggestions would be swim as much as you can, put ice cubes on your neck, eat popsicles, and go to museums and movies. Often. Preferably multiple museums and multiple movies in one day. Or you could just lie on the relatively cool tiles of a bathroom floor and sweat. But in the meantime, here are 10 Things for the weekend. They're not really related to the weekend, or to anything, but they are, as you may guess, 10 things I like. So that should count for something. Enjoy (after the jump).
Thursday, July 12, 2012
It's summer. Summer means sun. Sun means you need sunglasses or you get super annoying headaches and have to miss out on all the fun that sun can bring (sailing, fishing, golfing, reading, sitting outside, eating outside, driving...you get the point). Now, I should probably admit right now, before I go any further, that I have something of a sunglasses problem. Some people get all jazzed up about shoes, others collect bottle caps, stamps, Tamagachis (do they, though?), but I have a yen for shades. They don't have to be nice, either; I get as excited about this pair of weird green ones from a junk shop in the middle of Maine as I do about the latest Tom Ford set. Speaking of weird green pairs, here they are. Wait til you see the side view (after the jump).
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Wednesday, July 11, 2012
So I realize it's the wrong time of year for a vintage poster of Santa Claus. But I also realize it's never the wrong time of year for a funny advertizement with a horrible pun, though I don't even know if you could call the slogan above a pun. On what word is it even supposed to be a play? Invigorating? It's just so bad that it's so, so good.
I found the images here at a wonderful little store in Camden (right next to Sugar Tools, actually), called Goose River Exchange. The place is filled with old posters, cut out advertizements from old magazines (like the questionable ad above), postcards that fill what seem to be millions of shoeboxes, and beautiful old books and maps (more after the jump).
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Since I got my Isabel Marant chambray shirt in Paris, I haven't really taken it off. Which makes swimming and showering a bit difficult, but a girl's gotta look good at all times, am I right? I kid, I kid. But I do wear it often, especially since I'm kind of obsessed with how well it pairs with white jeans and sandals (above). Hanging it up in my closet yesterday, I started thinking that it's been a while since I've written an ode to chambray, that magical fabric of the colored warp and white filling yarns (according to my dear friend Merriam Webster). SO, beacuse it's my blog and I can
Monday, July 9, 2012
The Scottish immigrant William Mills first came to Long Island in the late 19th century. Tote-bag afficianados, thank your lucky stars; without him, the company Wm. J. Mills & Co. wouldn't exist. While the company began making sails in Greenport, Long Island, today they're better known for their beautiful bags and for their canvas accessories made for Boston Whalers, a motor boat of which my family used to be a proud owner. RIP Steve (yes, that was the boat's name). The company still has the largest sail loft on Eastern Long Island, and it's still all in the family five generations later (more after the jump).
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Friday, July 6, 2012
This year's timing of July 4th was a little weird. Smack dab in the middle of the week means that some people had to work Thursday and Friday; the lucky ones could take the days off and get a nice little vacation in. So whether you're just leaving work now or lying on a dock somewhere, here are 10 Things for some weekend browsing. Have a lovely two days; hopefully they involve lots of sun and water, family and friends (10 things after the jump)!
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If you follow TWT, you'll know that there's a certain island in a certain harbor in a certain northern state, with a certain lighthouse on it, that is my favorite place in the world. That place would be Indian Island, the small bit of land that sits off of Beauchamp Point and gaurds the entrance to Rockport Harbor. You can see the lighthouse from my family's house that sits on a hill above the harbor; some days it's crisp against the sky, and others it's shrouded in fog, with only a slight silhouette of its trees visible (much more after the jump).
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Thursday, July 5, 2012
For the six months I've been posting every day on TWT, I've gotten some great tips from readers. I love when people let me know about something they think would be a good fit for the blog, be it a song, a shoe, or a photo of a sweet boat. It's reaffirming for me when people reach out and tell me about things I could feature; it's a sense of connection, and makes me feel like what I'm doing on here every day isn't just spiraling out into cyberspace. One such tip recently came from a friend of mine, Spike, who told me about the tee above that his friend Dylan Schmitz designed. I saw photos of it and immediately knew I wanted to feature it on the blog.
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I don't remember where or when I first heard Janis Joplin's "Me and Bobby McGee," but I remember how I felt: electrified, inspired, and comforted. Her raggedy voice and deft guitar playing were unlike anything I'd ever heard, and represented a kind of female power and confidence that I wanted to embody. Her lyrics also completely sucked me in, such as the opening lines, "busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train, and I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans." But it's words above about freedom really get me; they can be read in either a hopeless or hopeful way (song and more after the jump).
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Given that today is July 4th and the internet is exploding with stars and stripes, I thought I'd do a pull from the Wilder archives of all things #American (oh god, I'm starting to #think in #hashtags...too much #socialmedia). Since buying my Nikon in 2009, two sides of America have emerged as themes in my photographs: one is gritty, rundown, and raw. The other is elegant and polished. I love both.
The grit and the grime make for striking visuals, and finding the beauty in a rundown gas station or junkyard brings me a kind of satisfaction difficult to describe. It's like finding a pattern among scattered pieces; I see a picture, and capturing it makes it something I can organize into a cohesive whole and take with me (more #America after the jump).
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Monday, July 2, 2012
This past weekend I was one lucky girl. Not only were my cousin and her husband (remember the New Orleans posts from when I was there for the wedding?) visiting Rockport, but we got to take a little spin on the sailboat of my dreams, The Heron. I've blogged about this stunning ship, based out of Rockport, Maine, and Maho Bay, St. John, many times: in 2009 (throwback city), in 2009 again, and last fall. Why last fall? Because as if The Heron weren't a bad-enough-ass boat as it is, it played Aaron Eckhart's yacht in The Rum Diaries. It's a movie star (more after the jump)!
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