I haven’t been back to the East Coast since we moved west in December, so I’m happy to say that I’ll be heading to Charleston, S.C., this weekend to celebrate the impending wedding of one of my nearest and dearest. The wedding isn’t til May, but a pre-nuptial ladies’ weekend is in order and I’m pumped for some beach time, Chucktown bar-hopping and QT with the bride-to-be. There’s little I love more (or know better) than the Carolina shore in April, so packing for this trip will be a breeze. Going in my bag: several shades of blue, loose knits, summerweight scarves and crisp whites.
Clockwise, from upper left: Madewell Pyramid Top, Basta Surf Strappy Bandeau Bikini, Joie Kennedi Tote, Topshop Abstract Letter Scarf, Super Ciccio Sunglasses, Report Silverton Flats, Theory Gwena Stretch Linen Blend Shorts, Mango Striped Knit Jersey Sweater
This photo is a fairly accurate summary of my weekend
The dude and I escaped south to Palm Springs this weekend, and our few days in the desert did not disappoint. We posted up at the Riviera Palm Springs, which had quite the lively vibe and a very fun (but slightly too crowded) pool scene. The grounds and rooms were absolutely lovely, however – somewhat reminiscent of their Rat Pack roots – and I wouldn’t have chosen another spot as our hotel for our first trip there. The Riviera’s Spa Terre was fantastic, complete with a wide array of treatments and beautifully decorated lounge and pool areas, and I would highly recommend a visit to anyone traveling in the area.
We also did a good bit of exploring of downtown and the surrounding area, taking a little trip up to Mount San Jacinto State Park via the Palm Springs Aerial Tramway, which provided sweeping views of the Coachella Valley. As a native of the Southeast, I’m continually awestruck at the terrain out here; there’s just nothing at all like it on the East Coast, and there’s something awfully romantic about rugged desert. In downtown Palm Springs, we managed to find some really tasty restaurants (loved Spencer’s and Cheeky’s) despite some rumors I’d heard of a lack of great food there. Lots of Palm Springs remains to be explored however, and I can say I’ll definitely be back.
The dude and I have just a couple of days for a little celebratory getaway, so Palm Springs was an easy choice as our destination since it’s only a 90-minute flight away. We’ve never been, but I’m pretty excited about a little poolside lounging and good old-fashioned R&R. Also on the agenda are some traipsing around in the desert, a visit to the spa and Rat Pack-style cocktails. The forecast is calling for temperatures in the 80s and sunshine, so I’m packing accordingly, focusing on airy fabrics and pool wear. Can’t wait!
Clockwise, from upper left: Zimmerman Scallop Strapless Dress, J.Crew Panama Hat, Maison Scotch Embroidered Clutch, Element Blueprint Shirt, What Goes Around Comes Around Belted Shorts, Loeffler Randall Dree Sandals, Mar Y Sol Caracas Basket Tote, Mara Hoffman Frida Printed Bandeau Bikini
I don’t generally need a reason to plan a vacation, so give me any sort of excuse and I’m down the trip-planning rabbit hole. I accepted an exciting job offer this week, so the dude and I are looking to make a little trip somewhere to celebrate. Requirements: somewhere warm, with tropical beverages and within a five-hour flight of San Francisco. On the list so far are Baja (Todos Santos or the East Cape), Hawaii and Palm Springs, but I’d love to hear other suggestions. Where should we go?
A reminder: This weekend is your last chance to enter my Stella & Dot giveaway and shop the online trunk show (I picked up this beauty the other day and it hasn’t left my wrist since).
Poor Milo scraped his foot and got himself a carry down the hill
The weather seems to have settled into the San Francisco standard 60 degrees and sunny, and while I know this is pretty much how it is all the time (save the foggy summer days), I still can’t help but feel like I constantly need to take advantage of the sunshine. Accordingly, this weekend we scooted across the Golden Gate Bridge up to the Marin Headlands for some hiking and beach picnicking. It was perfectly lovely until our canine pal Milo managed to scrape his paw on something unidentified, earning himself a ride down the hill in my dude’s arms, as well as some extra snacks. (FYI, he seems to be totally healed now, with no evidence of the aforementioned injury. Crafty dog?)
My Valentine’s orchids look like some sort of animal
Making use of my grandmother’s pareo as a beach blanket in Santa Monica
Southern California can get a bit of a bad rap from its northern neighbors, but I don’t really get it. Every time I visit LA, the sun is shining, people are smiling, and there’s just a general happy vibe throughout the city (save the parking lot highways). We took advantage of the holiday Monday this weekend and headed south to LA for a few days to visit friends and soak up the sunshine, and the 80-degree weather certainly didn’t disappoint. One of my favorite parts of the city is Santa Monica – with plenty of sparkling coastline and loads of shopping to boot – and we spent a lovely afternoon there lazing on the beach and wandering around the promenade, followed by a dinner of delicious ceviche and sangria back in Hollywood at the very awesome Los Balcónes del Peru.
On Sunday we headed to the Hollywood Farmers’ Market and later visited Calle Olvera, a super colorful Mexican walking street in one of the oldest parts of the city, where we gorged on Mexican fare and explored shops filled to the brim with Mexican art and trinkets. All in all, a very colorful and sunny long weekend. Happy Tuesday, friends.
Scenes from LA’s Calle Olvera
Wandering through Olvera Street (Free People Fitted With Daisies Dress)
The Santa Monica Pier on an 80-degree February day
In the Northern California wine world, Napa and Sonoma get all the (well-deserved) hype, but I’m starting to discover that there are wineries in pretty much every direction from San Francisco (save west, which would be a bit tricky). On Saturday we headed south to the Santa Clara Valley, which seemed to be filled with vineyards offering free tastings and inexpensive wines. Milo came along for the ride, and we spent an afternoon picnicking at Kirigan Cellars, one of California’s oldest wineries. The rest of my weekend was filled with walks through the city, ice cream in Dolores Park and sushi in Japantown – plans made around food and sunny afternoons are the best sort of plans.