Island of Nantucket
The Thursday before Labor Day, the Delancey car service driver picked me up for a trip to JFK. I was heading to a tiny island in the Atlantic, 30 miles off the coast of Cape Cod, Massachusetts. I was meeting girl friends, and we were attending a posh wedding.
As I waited in the Jet Blue lounge for the 45-minute flight, I noticed people in their white pants and navy blazers, or khaki shorts and pink, polo shirts. These travelers were no doubt familiar with the native costumes of Nantucket. This was my first trip. I was dressed in black, save for a bright yellow scarf and a blue and white striped St. James tee.
How happy I was to be off for the weekend. I would be sharing a B&B with my Elmira College roommate, Tobi. There would be lots of dressing up for parties, plenty of time to shop, and luncheons of lobster rolls and rosé wine.
Let loose in a town full of shops, I found these tassels
normally meant to adorn camels.
When hippie met preppy....
The folkloric looks is very big this year.
The sitting room of the suite I shared with my friend, Tobi.
There were good paintings in the inn, done
by the mother of the current owner, Jeannette.
Jeannette's father made this hooked rug.
Our inn -- The Chestnut House.
A florist next-door to our inn had loaded
his van with gorgeous hydrangea bouquets.
If the shops were on the conservative side,
they were still charming.
And who knows when a crisp, cotton shirt
will be just the thing?
So New England.
Toggery is attire. The word was first used in 1810.
My days were spent wandering about.
What lovely accessories lie within?
A red MG laden with hat boxes
led to a search for a shop.
Breakfast at Black-eyed Susan's.
Classic bags discovered at Dokkim.
Reader, I purchased a Dokkim bag.
This was my outfit for party at the Sankaty Head
Golf Club on night two of the festivities.
Night one was the rehearsal dinner.
Tobi and I displayed our accessories
on the mantel in our room.
A funny bag.
He of the red MG.
Mr. Peter Beaton's shop.
Choose your trims.
Tobi got these chic shoes at the
Charleston Shoe Company.
A beautiful evening at the Sankaty Head Golf Club.
The sea is beyond.
Guests enjoy the cool breeze.
This lovely lady wore the best colors.
Playing taps at sunset.
The bride and groom had such lovely friends.
A bright-blue blazer bucks the navy tradition.
Delightful young people ending
A vintage flag in a shop reminds me
of Richard Cramer, living the high life in NYC.
Or it could stand for Richard and Carol.