Everything about Seattle was charming; design-savvy restaurants, craft coffee shops on every corner, thoughtfully curated boutiques, vantage points abound and oyster bars aplenty. What made it even more charming, however, was our hotel.
I’m really, really digging this new wave of design-savvy, clean-lined, beautiful hotels. It makes being away from home/living out of a suitcase not only tolerable, but enjoyable. The fluffy robes don’t hurt, either (nor did the 190-degree Chemex full of Four Barrel Coffee and crisp New York Times waiting for me shortly after waking up). Our time at Halcyon in Cherry Creek (Denver), Colorado was short, but oh-so sweet.
Contests: why enter them? You never win, right? I grew up calling the radio once a week in an attempt to win whatever [lackluster] tickets they were giving away. After hundreds of calls and no success, I was feeling pretty defeated by age 12. I gave up on contests, completely – wrote and swore them off.
No one knows how to style a table like Alicia + Kristine. And with a setting like this, their always beautifully curated table top was even more perfect than ever.
How do I put my first Barcelona experience into words? It could take me months to come up with a concise post. I considered simply writing a Haiku and being done with it (Oh Barcelona//You are a land so great//So is your paella). However, there is far more to this great land than its paella, so I’ll do my best to convey the experience in a form more elaborate than 17 [albeit genius] syllables.
“WHY are you taking the road that says Firenze?! We need to get to FLORENCE!”Have you ever driven through Europe with your significant other? If so, you might have some insight as to what 30+ hours in a foreign car on foreign streets in a foreign country looks/sounds like. It’s full of ups and a lot of, “We are never, ever doing this again”s. But today, I’m here to report: it’s been one month and I’m ready to do it all again.
Tuscany, oh Tuscany. You look a lot like Napa. But, older. And, less pretentious. You also have better steak. I’m sorry to report we were somewhat wine-d out by the time we reached Tuscany. But that didn’t stop us from visiting Sienna, drinking more wine, and taking too many selfies by the pool because, well, wine (and views).
“Did you see George Clooney?” Chalk it up with the top two things people ask you when you tell them you’ve just returned from Lake Como.No, we didn’t see George, BUT, we did see why George and so many others choose Como as their exotic-home-away-from-home. It’s basically Lake Tahoe, but nestled in the Swiss Alps with hundreds of “ohmygodthatsthebiggesthouseiveeverseen” chateauxs peppered throughout. Simply put: it’s beautiful. It is so, damn beautiful.
Scarperia, Mugello: Ever heard of it? Neither had I. When we first decided on Italy and Spain as our honeymoon destinations, my then fiance offered up a…deal, of sorts. I went something like this: “Steph. If we can spend the first two days of our honeymoon racing motorcycles on my dream track with my dad in Italy, I’ll do anything you say for the remainder of our trip.” Who says no to that? Off to Mugello we went.