"Come in out of the darkness"
"Come in out of the darkness"
Welcome to my little hidden rose garden — a weathered yet enchanted corner of the internet, like an abandoned Victorian mansion draped in velvet and lit by candlelight. Within these walls you’ll find Old Hollywood glamour, fashion steeped in retro loveliness, and stories spun from the silk of memory.
This space is a living love letter — written in cursive and sealed with perfume — sharing heartfelt reflections, coastal adventures, and the hidden gems I stumble upon in quiet corners of New England. Each post is a soft-spoken souvenir from my heart to yours, inspired by sun-faded Vogue covers, vintage treasure hunts, and the salt-laced air of hometown streets I adore.
Let this be your invitation to wander through the beauty of the past and present, where every corner is a story, and every story feels like home.
If you want two of the sweetest gems in the Middletown, CT area, look no further. Hop in your car and put on some Lana or Stevie and be ready to twist down some roads.
There’s something about women with secrets and satin.
Women who drink champagne while crying in their dressing rooms.
Women who are both adored and misunderstood—always leaving before they’re fully seen.
Girlhood is lace-trimmed and sun-washed, soft as peonies and as fleeting as fireflies. It lives in the shimmer of childhood summers—swimming until our suits faded pale by the sun, barefoot in the grass, catching light in glass jars, making wishes we thought the world would keep.