Entre Nous.

Little of this, Little of that

   A bit of St. Patrick's day inspiration. Love this green number styled by BleuBelle, a Savannah boutique. I simply cannot get enough of the top knot hairdo, though I haven't been able to master it on myself. The only way you'll get me to imbibe a Guinness is in the form a float. This one sounds right up my alley.

Guinness Float with Coffee Ice Cream, Whipped Cream, Salty Peanuts and Chocolate Syrup (yield: 1 pint)

1 pint Guinness
1 scoop coffee ice cream
whipped cream
salty peanuts
chocolate syrup

Fill large glass with beer and top with a scoop of ice cream, whipped cream, salty peanuts and chocolate syrup.

[recipe via The FADER]

Bon Voyage

The plane ticket to London+Paris for June has been purchased (I knew a ticket to Europe during summer would be pricey, but wow!). Now comes the fun part, plotting the trip, starting with Paris. Full immersion, well as much as one can do from the states, has commenced in preparation: language study via Rosetta Stone, devouring memoirs of the American girl in Paris, French film marathons, lots of champagne and brie consumption, as well as attempting to save every nickle for the impending jaunt abroad.

Social hour

Bursting with excitement over the spring release of this film by Whit Stillman (he of Last Days of Disco).

Tie one on

My time in Savannah went by in the blink of an eye, as it always seems to. Now I'm back home and in the thick of it at work. Savannah weather fluctuated between 70 to 85 degrees during most of my stay. Just what the doctor ordered. I bounced around from one friends darling abode to another, while fitting in a couple of evenings all to myself at  The Gastonian. I arrived in Savannah and hit the ground running with barely time to set down my suitcase before we were off to The Sapphire Grill for mojitos + calamari. Despite jet lag I managed to rise in time to catch Pat Conroy, Virginia Willis, and Charles Faudree at the Book Festival at Telfair Square. Then it was an evening spent at Club One taking in Lady Chablis. The next afternoon was brunch at Papillote and shopping Broughton St. Then we were off to the movies... The rest of the trip continued at that pace, with barely a moment to catch my breathe before I was on a plane back home. As I rarely do much beyond work and sleep while sequestered on this little island, I felt as though I packed six months of a social life into 10 days. [snapshot taken on the stoop of the Gastionian]

Dawn til Dusk

Back home after a jam packed 10 days in the Savannah sunshine and attempting to recover from jet lag. Until I do recover, why not check out this time lapse video of a day in the life on the island.