Caution: No Roller Skating

Not to brag, but I used to be pretty good (ok, reasonably decent...which counts as a lot in a small town) at the skating arts.  Mostly I did ice skating because I grew up in Connecticut where it's cold AF half of the year, but the skills translate rather well to the roller version.  I was double digits by 1990, and roller blades were most definitely a thing.  You know you had some.  And probably, like me, you haven't rolled since then.

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Until a week and a half ago, we had this cool old roller rink not too far from our house.  I didn't want to take my kids because I worked at an elementary school afternoon program in college and one of the kiddos had a terrible accident (the peeing kind, not the injury kind) on a field trip to the roller rink.  Let's avoid that.  I thought maybe I'd go with my husband, and just as I warmed up to asking him if he was interested, I fractured my tailbone and the rink announced it was closing forever.  So that didn't work out at all.  But we got in a photoset on location nevertheless.

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It's Wednesday! Cheers to the midpoint, everyone, and thanks for reading.


Vince leggings // Gap jacket (sold out)  // J.Crew bikini top (old) // Chanel bag (preloved) // Tory Burch heels (old) // Oliver Peoples sunglasses