I was so proud of my scarf and peacoat outfit. Little did I know literally half the population of Boston was wearing peacoats and this exact same scarf.
For lunch, we stopped by one of the adorable restaurants on the way into Boston — New England people know what I mean.
I *love* this photo. I don't know why, but it's just so kitschy and awesome. I love it.
We walked all the way from Urban Outfitters to the Little Italy area... that's like five miles!
Above: The subway we dashed into to warm up halfway through our long walk.
We walked in from the Gucchi store (oh how I wish I was a billionaire!) into this shopping mall where people spray-painted so they looked like bronze statues were singing carols. And there were 8-foot-wide ornaments hanging from the ceiling.
Awesome local market...
...And our amazing Italian restaurant. With very Italian customers. VERY Italian. (Except for us. There is me who is Irish by heritage, there's Hayley who's British way way back [I think...], there's Megan who's father is totally Scottish but has a British accent, and there's Sammy who's half-Indian, half-American.)
It was fun and I spent altogether too much money. Huzzah for Boston! (The drive — 3 hours each way — was worth it.)