One of my favorite things about living in Washington, DC is the wonderful weekend getaways and day trips nearby that can fill up an entire season. In just an hour or two, one can be on a local beach, in a fox village, or in a boating town. This year I promised myself I’d seek out new destinations, new experiences, and new perspectives in the same world. Which brings us to Havre de Grace.
Maryland is home to a handful of towns with names that are hard to forget. On my all too frequent trips home to New York City, the Havre de Grace exit sign always stood out to me. When the spring temperatures hit the DMV area, I did a little research and found out that Havre de Grace is one of the top day trip destinations nearby.
On the surface, Havre de Grace looks like a sleepy little town. With it’s long and serene pier, elegant B&B’s, and quaint mom and pop shops. It is anything but. FUN FACT: During the First Congress in 1789, Havre de Grace missed by only one vote for being named the capital of the United States. Today, this town picks up where DC left off in city attitude…”citytude”. Whether you end up singing along with trucker ladies at Rodger’s Tavern karaoke, or dining with the holier-than-thou staff at the Vineyard, you will feel the odd presence of a city chip on a small town shoulder.
While the isolation of this town can embolden you (I only sang karaoke because I knew not one soul for miles around, other than the one I came with), it can also relax you. My favorite element in this town is the pier in the morning hours. Infused with beautiful ducks, seagulls, trees, and boats, the idyllic and peaceful surroundings made me feel like I was in a poetic novel.
The simplicity of the pier matched my mood that morning, as well as my outfit. There is nothing more nautical than navy and tan done right. This outfit combination was no coincidence. I love that this blouse is modestly revealing with its lace capped shoulders, but that it lets me stay warm with its longer sleeves. The necklace and button down skirt are age-old favorites from New York that I can remember from as far back as college. The slouchy boots were another weapon in my fashion arsenal for a town on the water before a heat drenched spring.
These pieces were so easy and natural. Perhaps it was knowing that I fit in on the pier with the birds, or perhaps it was knowing that this day trip meant no carry-ons.
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