I’m not sure which is more nerve-wracking: having your father meet your boyfriend or your judicious little sister meet your boyfriend. This past weekend, I was down in Wilmington, North Carolina with my boyfriend Isaac. Though my dad had met Isaac a few years prior in Montreal, the rest of my family had only encountered him through the wonders of Facetime. So, this past weekend was a very exciting time given the fact that I have three younger half-siblings, grandparents, aunts, and cousins who all had to meet Isaac. Thankfully (and not surprisingly) they all adored him as much as I do.
On Saturday night, after a beautiful day on the beach we went to dinner downtown with some more family. Isaac and I went for a little walk before dinner to snap some outfit photos. Since only my extended family lives in Wilmington, I hadn’t spent much time in the area on my own. As we strolled along the tree-lined streets, I fell in love with the old houses and hidden gardens behind ivy-covered brick walls. Though I’m your quintessential New England girl, there’s something to be said about Southern charm.