Tuesday, September 20, 2011

When I was a child, there was nothing in the world more enchanting to me than sparklers. To a little pig-tailed girl, a stick that you lit on fire and watched as colorful sparks shot out into the midnight sky was pure magic. On a recent trip to New Hampshire, I stumbled upon a small road-side shack that sold sparkler packages for 10 cents. How could I not indulge? I packed my bags full and took them back to Brooklyn. On my final night in the city, my friends gathered in my apartment for a farewell soiree. We started the evening with games and drinking and ended it with sparklers on the balcony. All in all a perfect evening, all thanks to a little bit of summer magic.

p.s. i was busy hosting, so these delightful photos above were taken my dearest best friend. thanks lily!

1 comment:

  1. That's it. MOVE BACK HERE. You are missed. And this post makes me nostalgic for summer as well.


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