So I got a desperate call from a girlfriend Saturday night in need of a drink and so we went to the eternally fabulous Dorrance in downtown Providence. It was quiet (this is traditionally the slowest week of the year in the city because everyone is on vacation) despite Waterfire and a Native American Powwow going on right up the street, but its the perfect place to sit down for an old fashioned cocktail in the Renaissaince City. All of their bartenders are well trained, knowledgeable, and can throw down the hooch like nobody's business. Its only the third time I've been but it can easily become an obsession. If nothing else sitting inside the turn of the century bar under stained glass windows makes you forget where you are, even if its only for the length of a single drink.
Dress (worn as a shirt): vintage, no brand, thrifted via Salvation Army Family Store (Swansea)
Skirt: via Marshall's
Necklace: Anthropologie
Bracelet and Ring: junk jewelry salvage from my grandmother
Purse: vintage, Whiting and Davis, thrifted via Pastimes Consignments
Shoes (not pictured): Nine West
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