Every year, for 15 years, Sara and I have been meeting for a girlfriend “Shop Newbury St in Boston” getaway. She drives up from Philly, I tool up from Connecticut, and we spend three days popping into shops and stopping for meals from one end of Newbury to another. Fifteen years brings change to commercial city streets and to people – especially to women in and out of marriages, with kids, who are headlong into middle age. So it’s no surprise that our lives have paralleled the ups and downs of “Boston’s most enchanting street with eight blocks filled with salons, boutiques, and fabulous dining,” as the district touts itself.
Read the rest of my Huffington Post piece HERE.