In My City: Bread Furst

Few things will get me out of bed faster on a lazy Saturday morning than the prospects of a trek to Bread Furst. The bakery is a staple of not just our neighborhood, but of DC as a whole and the larger bakery community. It’s a place that transports you from the moment you enter. With rows and rows of cakes, pastry, croissants. But before you can see those, you’ll pass by the open bakery, where loaves of rye and sourdough are being loaded into a massive oven or cooled on wire racks.

Bread Furst opened in the same month that I moved to DC, so in many ways, we grew up together. I learned how to be independent while this fledgling bakery took off. In 2017, they won the James Beard award and every patron had the same thought: “this is so overdue”. Their breads are spectacular and one of my greatest regrets continues to be that I didn’t accept a bakery apprenticeship when it was offered to me last year.

I find myself coming to Bread Furst several times a week, either for coffee before the long drive out to my 9-to-5 in Virginia, Sunday afternoons for a salmon cake with dill sauce, or mid-week for a baguette to accompany dinner. If there’s a reason to go elsewhere, I haven’t found it yet.

There’s seemingly always a reason to stop in, even if it just to say “hello”, and to me, that’s the beauty of having a bakery on your corner.

An Afternoon in Georgetown {Washington, DC}

90 degree heat with 90% humidity means I’m wearing as little as possible. This floral dress by Sanctuary is perfect for DC summers, light and floaty with a silhouette that hangs away from the body. I realized after shooting for over an hour that I had absolutely zero accessories, but honestly I love it like this. The only additional item I would add is that Calvin Klein Lynn backpack I was carrying all weekend (here’s a dupe from Aldo), frankly it’s too hot for much more.

I’m absolutely obsessed with the brick walls of Georgetown (as well as the shops) and had a great time running around the residential neighborhoods, dipping into the shop along M Street, and (of course) visiting the exorcist stairs.


Shoes : ADIDAS | Advantage Sneaker *white

Bag: CALVIN KLEIN | Lynn Backpack *cashew & gold

Downtown in the District of Columbia

How is it already summer? Three weeks ago we were all wearing long coats and blasting the heat and today the high is 80 degrees. If it walks like global warming and it talks like global warming…. Am I right?


Despite the freak warm/cold whiplash from earlier in the season this past weekend was beautiful in the 70s each day and K and I took full advantage. I was plagued with a persistent headache all weekend (and therefore not in the mood to bounce around a HIIT work out) so we took to long walks, about 6 miles each day, meandering around downtown DC on Saturday and up to NW DC on Sunday. We strolled through a few museums, ate from food trucks, and stopped into our favorite camera shop for a crash course in a new wide angle lens we’re contemplating.


With all the walking I forwent the heels this weekend and opted for my tried and true Adidas Stan Smiths — I’m due for a new pair any day now! And as someone who’s chilly until it’s 90*F I also took this weekend as a the perfect time to breakout my favorite jumpsuit. I magically found this beauty in a DC thrift shop years ago and it fits like a dream (finding a full body suit that fits my 5’2″ frame and still accommodates a 32″ inseam is no easy feat). I kept accessories minimal with my staple silver bangles, a vintage Dooney & Burke belt bag, and these awesome shades I snagged off Amazon. That plus my humidity-induced poodle curls rounded out the perfect run-around town style.

Jumpsuit: Vintage

Shoes : ADIDAS | Originals Stan Smith Sneakers *white

Sunglasses: DOLLGER | John Lennon Steampunk Sunglasses *silver w/ mirror lenses

Belt Bag: DOONEY & BURKE | Vintage

Bangles: Maple & J | The MJ

In My City: Little Red Fox

I don’t remember the first time I went to Little Red Fox, but it feels like I’ve been going there forever. While we adore Bread Furst for a weekend walk & brunch destination there’s something about the breakfast that makes it special. Maybe it’s their house hot sauce or their lox sandwiches. Maybe it’s their crackly-crusted loaves of bread. Maybe it’s their breakfast burrito that seems so simple, yet I have been unable to replicate to perfection. Regardless, they hold a special place in our weekends and in our hearts.

A favorite aspect of LRF is that they stock local wear and products. Think: honey from our neighbor’s backyard beehive and treats from a local chocolatier. As you wait in line your eyes start to swim with all options they so thoughtfully have included in their storefront. After ordering you can choose to sit inside, observing the bustling nature of their barista bar, or outside and soak in the rhythm of Connecticut Ave.

The capstone to a weekend morning spent at LRF is that it so beautifully blends into an afternoon at Politics and Prose, the aptly-named bookstore next door.

Graphic Tee & Athleisure

The past few weeks have been non-stop so this weekend K and I decided to take it slow and do a little exploring in our own backyard (meaning we went for a 2 hour long walk around Northwest DC. I’m all about practical dress and keeping things easy, breezy when you’re committing to several miles of wandering. I broke out my favorite graphic tee and high-waisted athleisure shorts, which proved to be the perfect pair.


This band shirt is one of my all time favorites. I used to work in a bar that was across the street from a steam-punk thrift store. After a spell of freak DC weather the day went from freezing to swelteringly hot and I was stuck in a sweater. I ducked into the store to grab ANYTHING and in a bargain bin in the back, for $5 I found this awesome Rocket Reducers shirt from their May 2010 USA tour. I lived in it for about a week, something about old band shirts are completely irresistible to me.


Shirt: Vintage Band Shirt


Shoes : ADIDAS | Originals Stan Smith Sneakers *white

Sunglasses : RAY-BAN | Original Wayfarer 50mm *black

In My City: The Den


The café aptly named The Den, located in the basement of a locally owned bookstore is my refuge. My other favorite bakery has a no-wifi and, subsequently, a no-laptops policy. Rather than having people stare at screens they wanted people staring at each other. A perfect atmosphere for a Sunday morning latté it lacked the digital sustenance I found myself needing today.

In the middle of jotting down a to-do list and conjuring content ideas, I was struck with a moment of introspective clarity about the smallest detail of my life. I always place my coffee, latté, anything to the right of my computer. Left-handed I end up performing this crossover maneuver anytime the need for caffeine strikes. Mentally taking inventory I found no time that I had placed it on the left — in the most convenient position.

Left with a few moments to do nothing, but ponder my latest revelation I wondered how else I had been getting in my own way. Unable to find another example I was left to ponder two possibilities: I had no other issue or I have to wait another 23 years to find out.

The Women’s March

“When injustice becomes law, resistance becomes duty.”

Thomas Jefferson


The day was full of jammed phone lines, chants of “No more hate, no more fear, refugees are welcome here”, and an incredible showing of womxn, allies, second and third-wave feminists, and pure love in the face of hate. 500,000 of us stood together to protect women’s rights, immigration reform, healthcare reform, reproductive rights, the environment, LGBTQ rights, racial equality, freedom of religion, workers’ rights and tolerance.


I climbed a 15 ft pole for this. At the top I met a new friend, who took this for me while we shared in the overwhelming view.

In My City: Surfside

There aren’t many places I equally crave at 11 am and 11 pm. Surfside is one of them. I am constantly thinking about their tacos, specifically the Rios (above). I frequent their Dupont location at least once every other week, tend to order the same thing (admittedly I am a creature of habit), and am never disappointed. They are especially a favorite at this time of year when the days are getting shorter and the ideas of a tropical escape has become that much more attractive.