Summer always seemed like a nostalgic season for me. I could never pinpoint “why” though. It wasn’t ever exactly a person or place or thing. It was simply a feeling.
Maybe it’s reminiscent of simpler times, when summer meant not having school, hearing the ice cream truck drive by playing its jingle, and playing outside.
The area I grew up in in New York wasn’t the diverse melting pot it is today. It was a neighborhood where I would occasionally still be reminded of that with adjectives like “different” or “exotic.” That and in addition to being an only child meant I would spend a lot of time by myself.
As a kid, I found the outdoors to be fascinating. My parents’ backyard was simply one big playground. From digging up dirt in the yard to find worms (my mom wasn’t ever pleased) to counting birds in the sky to pretending grass and shrubbery were ingredients to make in my plastic cooking sets — I was one with nature.
I wore a green H&M romper and shot these photos in my parents’ backyard to pay homage to those summer days/daze with nature.
Banana Republic tassel pendant necklace
Steve Madden comly sandals
Pour La Victoire black leather convertible handbag
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