Looking for somewhere that has the appeal of Cape Cod for a fraction of the cost and encourages you to adopt a little bit of southern living?  Well, look no further than Tybee Island, Georgia, where the seafood is just-caught, homes are like something out of a pretty coloring book, and activities ranging from kayaking to crabbing are plentiful.  This hidden gem is becoming more widely discovered amongst many tourists, so plan your trip while you still have the edge ;).During my high school and early college summers, I would be flown down to Tybee to stay with a lovely, lovely family watching their kids.  Fast forward many years later and the memories that I had made still resonated deeply with me.  Needless to say, I always spoke about Tybee to my husband and when the opportunity arose to head on down for some rest and play, well, we jumped on it; I wanted to show him a beautiful little world that existed outside the northeast. Good thing, too, because apparently we missed a week of nothing but rain in NYC – phew!

We loved our stay in Tybee, especially because Savannah was just a 25-minute drive away. We loved that we had the option to engage in city-life as we saw fit and, well, coming from the city-life of NYC 24/7, we felt that this was exactly what we were looking for. Living in a bathing suit, throwing on some sunscreen, a pair of overalls and exploring more of the island was my favorite thing to do.

Not only is Tybee such a beautiful beach town filled with cute shops and miles of beaches, but it also holds a plentiful array of marine and bird wildlife. The main road even has signs of ‘Turtles Crossing!’ History is also big as Fort Pulaski (used during the Civil War) is open to the public for tours and holds a picnic ground where you can sit and have a wonderful lunch where history was made (as we did!). Let me not forget to mention that there is a moat with an actual alligator in it and a draw bridge! My princess dreams kind of came true there.

If you head on down to Tybee, I suggest you rent a bike as there is no better way to get around and explore the island.

Now on to the food. I have to say, I am so glad that I woke up early in the mornings to go for a run or bike ride because all of our meals were SO deliciously filled with love and butter! Locals were telling us where to go to get the best food (which we LOVED!) that I just want to share a few great spots with you!

For a little secret dining experience nestled in a mini strip mall, try the Sundae Café. Their almond + pistachio crusted chicken was beyond and my husband raved that their shrimp & grits was his favorite meal throughout our whole time in Georgia! Another great place to try that was recommended (and we, unfortunately, didn’t have time for) was The Breakfast Club, where the chef actually assisted with the catering of JFK Jr.’s wedding! We will be back there next time, as I know there will be a next time ;).

For the freshest seafood that was just caught in the morning, The Crab Shack was a place that could not be beat. My husband and I had the Captain’s Sampler Platter and, let me tell you, what. a. feast. We wanted to try the best of southern seafood all in one platter and we sure got it: boiled shrimp, crawfish, snow crab, jonah crab, mussels, potatoes, sausage and corn! Oh, and butter. Lots of butter.

If you want more of an upscale option, try Tybee Island Fish Camp. I have to say, I have had one of the best crab cakes there and my husband just could not get enough of his lobster, mushroom & shrimp risotto – YUM! The owner is from Kentucky and is not only known to bring delicious, seasonal food to his customers, but also some bluegrass entertainment! Take a seat outdoors under the string of lights for dinner, grab a glass of pinot grigio and toast to a wonderful night of pure happiness!

All in all, if we return back to the Savannah-area of Georgia, I would stay on Tybee Island again.  I live in NYC and I get that city-life all the time; it’s just great when I can call the beach my home for a few days, but still have that option of driving into the city if I choose to go visit :). As I finish my post I leave you with one of my favorite memories: going to the Davis Produce stand, buying a pound of boiled peanuts, sitting on the beach eating them and watching the sun set over the water. It was my little piece of southern living that I was so happy I finally got to share with my husband.

Thanks for taking the journey with me! I’d love to hear your thoughts and if you’ve been in the comments below!

look 1: | overalls: Old Navy, old, see similar here | tote: Nordstrom, BP |
look 2: | square silk scarf: Urban Outfitters, old, see similar here | top: W118 by Walter Baker, old, see inspired similar here | jeans: Zara | Shoes: Macy’s, Keds |
look 3: | dress: Roberta Roller Rabbit, old, see inspired similar here | bag: Coach | shoes: old, see inspired similar here |

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    1. Thank you so much for your sweet words and for reading the post! We loved our time there and look forward to another trip :). Feel free to repost as you please so others may be inspired to take a trip down there, too! Cheers!

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Beaufort: Small City, Big History, Lots of Beauty

I like pushing the envelope. It’s just what my curiosity does to me. It’s a curse, perhaps at times, but when it comes to travel, however, I find it as a true blessing. It was no surprise, then, when planning my trip to Georgia that I wanted to squeeze in a day-trip to South Carolina. Now, I knew my days were tight, so I made sure to make this destination worth it. Cue in Beaufort, SC, a little city that opened my heart and mind through its history.

As a NYC resident, I wanted to explore more of a southern coastal city (can you blame me?)  and so when I saw Beaufort featured in the New York Times (and then after I booked my trip saw it featured in Southern Living and Vogue,) well, you know I just had to check what this city was all about.With a population of about 13,000 (and it being the second-oldest city in South Carolina), I must say, I felt pretty close to everyone I encountered and felt the history instantaneously upon my arrival.

I partnered with the Beaufort Regional Chamber of Commerce to plan my trip and when I asked:
“What’s the best way to see the city?”
“Via a walking tour,” is what they non-hesitantly replied.

So, my husband and I got in the car, waved ‘bye’ to Savannah for the day and headed up north about 1.5 hours.

When we arrived to the visitor’s center in Beaufort, we were happily greeted and given recommendations of where to eat and what to check out. Never be shy about asking locals – they are the best source of information!

We started our day with lunch at Plums. Real talk: I have been having SO much delicious butter (and shrimp!) down south that I opted for a refreshing chicken salad – oh, and some oysters on the side, of course to change things up a little bit and give my body a bit of a break. As we entered the restaurant, we requested outdoor seating and were escorted to the back, right by the Waterfront Park, a wonderful spot for people-watching and seeing boats pass you by. Interestingly enough, every couple of minutes during our conversation, we’d have to stop talking because we had fighter jets fly over us; turns out, we were right near Parris Island, a Marine Corps Air Station. How cool, because you never see those jets flying around in NYC!

After lunch, we went on our walking tour of Beaufort where I walked amongst some of the most beautiful Antebellum houses I have ever seen, built on what used to be plantation fields and learned that they were used during the war. Today, many of the homes are residential and used for films! There were so many movie references while on the tour, I wish I was a big movie person to understand; but it was okay, I understood the history and, honestly, just walking along the streets filled with oak trees, Spanish moss, birds chirping, carriage steps and imaging myself back in the 1700s was just incredible.

Friends, look at the following photos and imagine yourself hearing horseshoes and standing in front of these beautiful homes while feeling the slight breeze on your cheek.  We walked around the city for about two to three hours. All worth it. So in love:

After our super informative tour, shopping was obviously next on the list. I sometimes wish I had a cute little beach home that I could decorate à la plage. But, who says that daydreaming is a bad thing?  Even if it’s to go inside and imagine the décor I’d put into my beach home, I have a wonderful time just strolling around, touching every piece of glass, opening up and flipping the pages of freshly printed coffee table books, and sniffing every candle my nose can handle.  At this point, my husband was outside sitting on a bench waiting for me as he turned to his phone and flipped through who-knows-what. Either way, I stayed inside the store and kept exploring. Scout Southern Market was such a great find! They have such wonderful things inside that are one-of-a-kind and I poo-poo on myself for not buying the beautiful blue & white porcelain dish I kept going back to!  Lucky for me, they deliver.  I’ll be adding that to my to-do list ;).

As we know, shopping works up an appetite (yes, yes it does, ladies ;)) and I was craving something sweet. I recalled the gelato sign we passed by earlier in the day and headed back to Common Ground Marketplace Café where I indulged in a wonderful lemon sorbet. As a lactose-intolerant soul, I highly appreciate when places that carry gelato also carry sorbet. It was the perfect treat after walking around for hours under the sun.

After our little snack, we sat by the Waterfront Park on its swings for a while and enjoyed the beautiful waterside view. We made our way through some more cute shops and pondered about how great our day was, how much we learned and which restaurant would be our last stop for dinner (we love to eat, don’t judge ;)).

We ended up crossing over a little bridge and (per a local’s strong recommendation- I mentioned I loved locals, ya?) headed on over to the Dockside Restaurant for dinner. I KNOW.  I know.  I said I wasn’t going to have any more shrimp. But… it was strongly recommended… and how could I not? ;).

As we finished up our dinner, we packed ourselves back into the car and headed back down to Georgia. Our day in Beaufort was as beautiful as its homes, its nature, its water, its friendly people and, most of all, its rooted history (for the history buffs, check more out here). In a city that I knew nothing about, I walked out knowing so much and banked the trip in my memory, so happy I fed my curious mind.



Dress: Revolve | Shoes: Nine West | Watch: Fossil | Sunglasses: Shein


2018: Goodbye NYC, Hello New Zealand!

…and I don’t mean it just as a vacation. Family & friends, it is with great excitement and joy that we share with you all that we are leaving everything we know about NYC behind and heading off on an adventure abroad for the year!

We are moving to New Zealand!!

There have been so many factors that played into our decision: one of them was attending a Tony Robbins seminar (that post coming next!), another was experiencing the beautiful culture in Denmark last summer (gosh, I love that bicycle life), and another was that, frankly, I have been left feeling a little uninspired by NYC lately. Nothing against the concrete jungle, but maybe that’s my problem: too much concrete.

I don’t know if I ever shared this, but there were two times in my life that I literally sobbed on the plane as we took off: once was when I wheeled up from France after studying abroad there (oh, the tears!), and second was when we left Denmark (how could I live without all the pastries and that bike life?!). I started noticing a pattern and it drew up a concern for me: why was I crying so hard? And what was it about those countries that made me want to stay forever?

In my efforts to understand myself, it was clear that those other places (and travel in general), always filled a void of unpredictability, new adventures and new customs/cultures. When I landed, it was like a game of strategy in which you must survive, learn the rules and get excited about all the different things happening around you. I know NYC is a giant melting pot, but having been born and raised here, it all has just started to feel and become a little, well, predictable. I already know we are all celebrating the fourth of July no matter what state in the country I am in. And while I love traveling around the country (the USA is beautiful), I am seeking something more.

It occured to me that in order for me to continue to grow, continue to be inspired and continue to love deeper, I need to get out. NYC, USA, it’s not you, it’s me; we need a break. You will always be my home, but I feel that distance will make the heart grow fonder. You give such great opportunities that I have yet to be thankful for. The opportunities are endless and you can be whoever you want to be; yet, I’m not grabbing anything by the horns.

So why New Zealand? Well, why the heck not?!