I grew up coming to Carmel almost every other year with my parents. We’d hop in the car, drive the short two and a half hours southwest and suddenly find ourselves in what I always perceived to be a real-life fairytale. Cottages with more character than those of my childhood fantasies lined the quaint streets and secret alleyways. I always knew the small town was lovely, but it wasn’t until coming back as a married adult that I truly appreciated the history and romance of this seaside oasis.
A week ago, I couldn’t have pointed out Pacific City, Oregon on a map. This week, I seem to start every conversation with, “Have you heard of Pacific City, Oregon?!” A quick 48 hour stay at Headlands Coastal Lodge (a coastal oasis nestled between massive dunes along the endless coastline of the Pacific Northwest) were just enough time to convince us that there is magic to be found along the Oregon Coast.
The Land of Enchantment. They (…whoever they are) couldn’t have come up with a better name for this magical desert oasis. The beautiful plains of New Mexico made for the perfect backdrop while shooting content for The Frye Company’s newest fall collection complete with redesigned classics and a stunning ready to wear line which launches next month.
Sometimes, all you really need is some R&R with your best friend. Nicole and I are always planning little getaways, but Arizona was one destination we had yet to explore together. When the opportunity to visit The Scott Resort & Spa came about, we took one look online at the beautiful bar, thoughtful branding, and stunning set of pools and said, “Yup.”
Yellowstone, you stole our hearts. This National Park that sits atop a supervolcano and sprawls across three states is full of wonder; lakes, mountains, rivers, bison, hot springs, geysers and so much more.
“You’re a stranger here but once,” they say in Jackson. And after spending a couple of nights here…we get it. We’re already looking forward to the day we return only to be greeted with open arms by some of the Nation’s most majestic landscapes, and kindest people.
The last leg of our trip: Ostuni. By this time, we had seen most of Puglia and weren’t sure how “The White Town” would fare in comparison to the colorful seaside of Polignano a Mare or the unforgettable oasis between the walls of Borgo Egnazia. We figured the trip couldn’t get better…and we couldn’t have been more wrong.
It’s hard to write about a place you’ve been so moved by. I came home not knowing how to talk about Borgo Egnazia – how do you tell people you’ve been to heaven and back? How do you even begin to describe a place that in just one week’s time, has come to mean so much to you? A place that has changed you.This blog post won’t even begin to do it justice, but I’ll try.
I used to love camping. As a kid, my parents would pack up our Coleman tent trailer with a weekend’s worth of essentials including, but not limited to: a block of Tillamook, OG Triscuits, applewood smoked bacon, Power Bait, and the fixings for morning omelets + evening s’mores. They would grab a very excited me from elementary school and we’d jam to the likes of Boz Scaggs + Rod Stewart as we ventured East up Highway 50 for a weekend full of the great outdoors (…I use the phrase “great outdoors” loosely).
When we learned we’d be shooting a wedding in Albuquerque, we wasted no time in researching places to stay, things to do and what to eat during an extended 3 day trip to Santa Fe.