I don’t know what’s keeping me from blogging this week really, but I think it’s all good things. Next week I’ll have more to share.
In the meantime, I wanted to share some of my favorite photos from my trip to Stowe, Vermont. It was the best kind of trip with…. beautiful fall colors, fun outdoor activities, great girl talk, relaxing spa time, comfort food, fresh air, good wine.
A few highlights…TopNotch Resort was amazing. The service was spectacular and the views even more so. I’d stay there again in a heartbeat. Prohibition Pig was my favorite meal, even it was just for lunch. Delicious and interesting food + they serve Heady Topper. HT is a local IPA that’s a must-drink when in Vermont. I loved our walk around the Stowe Land Trust, maple lattes from Black Cap Coffee, and cider doughnuts from Cold Hollow. The Burlington Farmer’s Market is full of goodies and the views of Lake Champlain on a sunny day are stunning. Go in mid-October with girlfriends and you won’t be disappointed!
I’m in Vermont for a few days…escaping the DC craziness, ready to explore and be surrounded by the changing leaves. A fun little fall getaway with girlfriends. Follow along on Instagram!
This Gustave Caillebotte painting is one of my all time favorites. It shows a unglamorous side of my favorite city, but it’s still so magical. I love how you can feel the wetness. If you’re ever in Chicago, go visit this piece at the Art Institute…I could stand in front of it all day.
Aside from the absence of cars and the top hats, Paris is just the same in the rain now as it was in 1877. It’s grey and wet, but you still feel the magic of the city. Les grands boulevards are actually that grand. Dirt and cigarettes get trapped in between the cobblestone, but it’s still Paris cobblestone and it has so much history. Rainy days were some of my favorite while living there. Maybe because I was outside no matter what every day. No retreating to a couch and a TV. I walked every arrondissement in the rain. Stopped for an espresso or a book store. Crossed bridges. Went through several cheap black umbrellas. Faced fears and learned it’s lovely to be alone.
Even if it’s raining the whole time, I’d go back right away. Paris is my favorite in the fall. In the rain. Allons-y.
I’ve been talking a lot recently to people about my favorite DC coffee spots. Luckily we have some really good ones: The Coffee Bar, Dolcezza, Blind Dog Cafe, Filter, Big Bear Cafe. I’d happily spend a few hours at any of these, reading, chatting with a friend, and enjoying a great cup. But because of all this coffee talk, I also have been reminded recently of the cafés in Paris I used to visit. The ones down tiny curved streets that my friends and I would discover between classes. The ones where I learned to sip espresso and like it (and not just only because it was the cheapest option). The café near my homestay apartment that I could frequent a few times a week, pretend I’m a regular and not feel so far away from home. Ok, allons-y!
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Fall weather often gets me thinking about Paris and the semester I spent abroad there. For me that meant surviving on baguettes and cheese and trying to dress French chic on a budget. But these spreads from the October issue of Marie Claire Australia have me thinking about a different kind of Paris. One with bold colors, rich fabrics, fabulous backdrops, and over the top dresses. So…do over?