Sarah: Sweater, Banana Republic. Shirt, Urban Outfitters. Jeans, Citizens of Humanity. Boots, Target. Scarf, gift. Earrings, gift. Watch, Swatch. Necklace, Grace Cathedral (St. Christopher).
Every year, the extended Tancredi family gets together at my Aunt and Uncle's house and we celebrate the holiday as the year comes to a close. In a matter of seconds, first, second, and third cousins pile into the rooms, consequently followed by the overwhelming amount of love (and alcohol) that also floods in. The strong sense of Italian kinship hovers around: it's very special.
Before heading over, my parents and I picked up my sister, Sarah, and her boyfriend, Brian, at LAX. Luckily for me, Sarah will be sticking around for the week, and then I get to go up to San Francisco with her for 4 days. Her and her lovely clothes will be featured in many of the upcoming posts.
(Unfortunately, my other sister, Meg, and her boyfriend, Mike, couldn't make it to the party, but we missed them terribly, and so I ate second helpings for them...well, sort of for them. That's just the excuse I'm sticking to.)
Italian goodness (lasagna, pasta, AND pizza)
Sarah and her boyfriend, Brian
Sisters
true Italian pose of the first generation boy cousins (with the exception of my Uncle Tom, who obviously didn't get the memo)
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