But, Oh… Those summer nights.

It’s a grim day at Modern Love.  The January trickle of customers has slowed to an apathetic drip, mirroring the droplets of grimy slush that lecherously caress the smooth cheeks of our window panes, soiling even the view onto the empty, coldhearted street. Nobody looks up when they walk from January to March. We walk with our faces pointed at the alternately salty and icy maze of ravaged snow on the ground, as if invisible hands have us by the napes of our necks and are pushing our noses into it, saying, “Look at the mess you’ve made. Bad. Bad. Bad.”  Usually when the world finally assumes an aspect as stricken and desolate as the space within my heart, I try to patch it up by buying something new and pretty.  It’s a temporary and plastic fix, like applying lipstick to… well, anybody, but most of the time it works.  Today is likely to be no exception; there’s a sweet gold(!) Many Belles Down skirt on sale (50% off!) next door at Queen of Hearts and I intend to wear it to work tonight.  The clothes I have on right now have absorbed far too much of my own negative energy to continue into the night.

However, I think I need more than this.  I’m usually ok with being “Quick Fix Qu…anita”– many lives are stitched together from a patchwork of careless half remedies and hasty second choices– but lately I’ve been approaching another concept, with trepidation, nibbling at the edges and scurrying away, but with a nagging interest propelling me back to it as soon as it’s quiet again: hope.  It would be very nice, I think, to believe that one day the slush will be gone, the sun will beat unmercifully down, and I’ll be having sweaty, sticky, messy summer sex half out the fire escape in the waning light of, oh, 8:45 pm.  Hope.  I have a friend who doesn’t like to plan fun, and I get it.  Spontaneity is awesome.  But it’s really, really nice to have something to look forward to.

And this is what I’m looking forward to.  The Trinkletina.

Half picnic, half pool party, and candy all over.  Don’t you just want to lick that heel?  When I’m half out the fire escape, these are staying on.  They’ll be here…. soon.  From Irregular Choice, $129.


About Queen of Hearts and Modern Love

Queen of Hearts est. 2006, a fashion boutique featuring cool, covetable jewelry, amazingly adorable dresses, and uniquely perfect accessories. Queen of Hearts also has a large lifestyle, gift and bath & body section. Located in the heart of the arts district in downtown Providence, RI. We have a little sister! Her name is Modern Love est. 2010. She’s a sleek, modern lifestyle store with a gorgeous selection of jewelry and accessories for you and your home. Carrying lines such as Herschel, Brixton, Fjall Raven, Orla Kiely, Paddywax, Crow Canyon and more. Not only do we pride ourselves on our top-notch customer service but, also provide complimentary gift wrapping for all your holiday gifts and treasures. We are also a dog-friendly shopping destination, year-round! We welcome you to step into our cozy, uniquely curated boutique where everyone is welcome. We are open every day!We love to see your beautiful face in person, but if you can't make it visit our new online shop at http://www.queenofheartsandmodernlove.com! Hours: Sunday 11 AM - 5 PM, Monday - Wednesday 11 AM - 6 PM Thursday - Saturday 11 AM - 8 PM
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4 Responses to But, Oh… Those summer nights.

  1. alice lim says:

    Oooo…Gorgeous! I’ll be in this weekend! Have to travel from Boston but I know it’ll be worth it!

  2. PROUDFOOT says:

    You are soooo close, Miss Beebe—
    Modern Love = Hope.
    There is nothing better than stepping out across the grey ditritus of dirtied sidewalk snow clutching a Tod bag, knowing that a pair of bright low heels are nestled, waiting for the right moment, when the music kicks, the salt-stained boots are flung across the floor, and in an instant you lose yourself to make a new memory.

  3. Ashe says:

    “Half picnic, half pool party, and candy all over. ”
    I love you people, with your smart words and good taste. I’ll be clicking my heels come summertime — what I feel for you is clearly a modern love :)

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