the kind of thing you only see in scented, glossy magazines.

Sometimes, the stars align just right, and I find that our 

town has transformed into a magically idyllic Southern hideaway, resulting in a night rife with the perfect mixture of quaintness and charm. 

{{Nights when Mickey Mouse Clouds float over the main street through downtown; the atmosphere is lively and filled with laughter and happiness. Nights when the trees are adorned with draping yarn in my college's team colors and purple painted lion paws decorate the pavement. Nights when characters of all kinds can be met on the sidewalk; superheroes and pirates, dogs and cows…even your closest of friends.}} 

Friday was one of those nights.

We wandered into the Billy Reid flagship store to enjoy a very intimate evening of awesome music by a duo of very talented musicians, Matt Kinman and Jonathan Ferrell. They played banjos and fiddles and guitars. They sang and clapped and stomped and danced. The atmosphere was absolutely dreamy, as we sat in antique wooden chairs surrounded by quirky vintage finds and beautiful designer clothing. Our little man was feeling the music….he strutted right out into the middle of the crowd, and shuffled his little feet to the sounds of the fiddle, enticing smiles all around. He's certainly a star in my book….and possibly the coolest 2 year old I know. 

Hooray for magical October nights.