Striped Top & Sweater: Jcrew Factory; Jeans: Hudson; Boots: Hunter; Sunnies: Kohls
I match the Bouys.
So here's a random education in things New England:
I match the Bouys.
So here's a random education in things New England:
The little things that hang off the side of boats, mark lobster pots, or act as channel markers... they're called "BOUYS." Webster says that is pronounced: "Boo-EE."
However, most people in New England pronounce that word "BOY."
You cannot imagine the confusion that caused the first time D and I were out on the water together.
Me: Looking out at the water - "Watch out for the Bouy"
D: What Boy?
Me: The Bouy, honey, in the middle of the channel.
D: What? I don't see anything? Where do you see a Boy? I don't see him.
Me: Right THERE! Right in front of you. What do you mean "him?"
D: Ohhhh... you mean the BOO-EE
Me: Yeah. That's what I said. THE BOUY.
D: Honey, I thought you were talking about a kid, in the water.
Me: Well its not my fault you don't know how to pronounce Bouy. :)
And now you understand the title of this blog post - For Gulls, Not Bouys! :)
Ahh, I feel so very close to my roots right now. My Nana would be proud!
Ahh, I feel so very close to my roots right now. My Nana would be proud!
3 comments
Super witty! I love everything about this post (the laid back outfits, the awesome title, the great writing).
All over great!
xx
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Haha. I never knew that. Laughing so hard imagining that conversation. Love the outfit here btw. You make me want to be less frumpy. :)
that's hysterical! I love the jeans in the boots.
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