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August 3, 2017
by Maura Brannigan
The afternoon I first visit Arjé's pop-up in New York City's Nolita neighborhood, it's one of those über-bright July days that swathes the entire island of Manhattan in a cartoonish yellow sunlight. It's warm, but not yet sticky, and the people I pass on the street are smiling. It's a good day to swing by Arjé, which is loaded with airy white linens centered around an earthy, picnic-style dining table. After 20 minutes with the team, I leave feeling weird and happy and calm and also desperate to get my hands on whatever candle they were burning in the store.
