WEST PALM BEACH.

This time last year, I hit the road with a good friend and we headed south in search of some sunshine after barely surviving the snowpocalypse of 2010.  West Palm Beach was the perfect remedy for a little spring fever. Okay, a lot of spring fever. I had never visited WPB (or Palm Beach) before, but I think I get the hype now. Especially in the cooler months when there is zero humidity. We spent our days admiring the most beautiful water I have ever seen in Florida, feasting on seafood, champange, and fresh squeezed orange juice, experiencing all that is polo, and hitting up CityPlace for a little spring shopping.

There hasn’t been nearly as much snow as last year, but I never seem to escape March without catching some sort of spring fever. So in one week I’ll be heading down to Hilton Head Island, South Carolina to get a taste of the island life. Looking forward to picnics on the beach, bike rides and kayaking, and gorgeous sunsets. Also making a pit stop in Charleston, which I already have sweet, sweet memories from.

JE T’AIME.

Two years ago today, I spent the loveliest of days in Paris, France–running through the streets, stopping for tea at Laduree, watching the sun set over the city from the Eiffel Tower, dining on fondue and flourless chocolate cake and delicious red wine.  I’m sure it will be one of the best Valentine’s Day I ever have because 1. it was in Paris, and 2. it was celebrated with a best friend. Oh, and 3. the night ended with Nutella sandwiches.

And the second best Valentine’s Day? The year I got Free Willy on VHS.