The “Golden Hour” is the last hour of sunlight, when the sun is set low in the sky and the light quality becomes especially vibrant and magical… and Portland’s golden hour is more magical than any other place I have been. I can’t really even explain it, but when I first moved here I couldn’t get over how beautiful it was. I would be driving around listening to some public access old time jazz radio with my windows down, noticing how the light made everything glow and feeling like time had somehow slowed down. And I would genuinely feel myself overflowing with enthusiasm and appreciation for where I was in that moment.
After experiencing this several times, I started dreaming up other ways to make the most of the “golden hour” and I started to imagine the best thing ever would be to gather all my friends outdoors with lots of space to run around and dance like crazy people to all of our favorite music…
that was about 2 years ago…
FINALLY last month I hosted my first golden hour dance party in my back yard. We started dancing at 7:30pm and didn’t stop dancing until the sun set at 8:30. Every one of us gave it our all and we danced full out, judgement free for 1 hour straight with no breaks… and we were sore for days after- ha! It was INCREDIBLE.
Check out the playlist for the first Golden Hour with spotify: