Owner of Dovetail Antiques, Sally Johannessen, curates her merchandise beautifully. It is evident that every item was hand-picked by her, and that there is a story behind each as well. She tells me of her travels to France (where much of her goods come from) and flea markets abroad. Her passion for gorgeous things of old is infectious, and going in Dovetail is an absolute pleasure. Her doves will even greet you at the door as they coo to one another! So sweet. To decorate a home full of these antiques would be divine!
PLAY // La Javanaise by Madeleine Peyroux
If you are ever in the mountains of Cashiers, North Carolina vacationing, do take a peek in Dovetail!
Also, totally unrelated…but look at this POST by Garance Dore. It is about a museum exhibition and it looks incredible! If only I could see it in real life! Anyone want to go to France with me? We could bring back Sally some antiques…
I am headed to Louisville with my sweet man today! I’ll finally get to be there while he plays at Sojourn, eat at new places, go to see Tree of Life, and have breakfast with my aunt and uncle from Florida. Au revoir!
I thought I would give you a little polaroid lovin this overcast Tuesday! I shot this in Spring of 2009.
My sweet Aunt Mary came to visit me yesterday, and I basically took a mini vacation while she was here! I even stayed at a hotel with her. Plush bed, yes please, thank you. She also fed TJ & me so well and took us to our favorite place in town, Flat Iron Grille (the very best restaurant here), after I spoke at Town & Gown! More on that later. For now, amongst the craziness, I say thank goodness for family, loves, luxurious hotel beds, and scrumptious food!
Isn’t Ming Tay just the loveliest? She is so beautiful and she has such a great style that is entirely Ming Tay. This particular night, a Nando Jones dress met Topshop shoes, and the two paired wonderfully. Although the focus was entirely on the Nando portion. Vintage is just so good (of course I am saying that because I just came back from Louisville with a renewed sense of vintage self, whatever that means) and I love seeing it on Ming.
Anyways, moving on from Ming and Nando… coming back to Tennessee is so bittersweet. The opportunity to be able to dive back into Hartland is such a blessing and planning photo shoots with Kristi McMurray is always a blast, but I can’t help but wish to be back in Birmingham or Louisville! Coming down from the high of break is not so nice, but such as life, you know? It is just that Spring Break was really delicious. I got to dine with dearest Aubrey at Chez Fon Fon, get afternoon coffee with the fabulous Emily Davis, spend days with my mother, watch snow fall on Rebekah and Ben’s wedding day (WHICH WAS A GORGEOUS EVENT), eat Moroccan food at my favorite Louisville restaurant, and run around town with Mr. TJ. I also got to visit Sojourn, where TJ will be working this summer! I am so very proud of him, because it is such an honor to intern there. God has been so good to us!
So… that was break in a nutshell. A very small and wonderful nutshell.
And now finally, I present to you Lykke Li live on the moon! Enjoy. (And look out for a review of her music on the C&C website!)
Anybody want to whisk me away to Alys Beach? I have been dreaming of it day and night. I want a vacation.
PLAY: “Summertime” by Jesca Hoop:
More of Alys can be seen HERE. How about Charleston? That is nice and warm..HERE. For more vacations in general, see HERE.
Everything is sand colored. The streets are teeming with cars and buses. Male only cafes are the norm. There are men delivering tea and smoking sheesha on almost every corner.
I MISS CAIRO. Can you tell? I miss its craziness…how my head hurt after riding around in the smoggy traffic for too long…how sometimes I couldn’t sleep because it was too loud…how I saw photographs everywhere…how I didn’t understand anything anyone was saying around me besides thank you (“shokran”)…
I am sure some of those Cairo quirks are things that would totally overwhelm me after a certain amount of time, but for now, they will always remind me of an absolutely delightful couple of weeks. After leaving a place, you can dream about it, and your adoration for the location can only grow from there. At least that is how it almost always works for me.
Only one more post after this packed full of Cairo/Rollei 35s/Dispobable love!
P.S. Now you can look AND LISTEN! Hopefully the tunes well help to you get in the mood…of course each post has a mood. First try: Wide Eyes by Local Natives… TJ put it on my “Abby goes to Cairo” playlist!
–Cutout page from a children’s book pasted on the wall of Ojai’s OUTDOOR bookstore, Bart’s Books.
School is about to be a whirlwind and I am strangely apprehensive about it!! There are already stories to be written for the newspaper, people to be interviewed, photos to edit, and friends to be seen! Basically, I totally feel like a Martha here running around like a nutso. When I was reading last night, I was sincerely comforted by Luke 10:41-42….”’Martha, Martha,’ the Lord answered, ‘you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.’”
But as the whirlwind is about to begin, I keep thinking about Ojai!! IT WAS THE DREAMIEST TRIP EVER. Ojai Valley Inn & Spa is honestly a feast for the eyes. My mom traveled there ten years ago and has been dying to go back ever since. California was the only place my family of three could agree on for vacation, and so we ran with it! My mom referred to this trip as our “appetizer” to California. Well, our appetizer of a trip left me longing for the full course.
I LOVE OJAI.
Little oranges called pixies (locally grown, naturally) are left in your room for snacking, and chocolate finds your pillow nightly. Lavender grows EVERYWHERE and the air even smells like it. YEAH. Go to the herb garden (yes there is one of those) if you feel like strolling through the wonderfully scented outdoors on steroids. California light? Yes, everything they say about it is true. Popsicles are handed out at the pool so you can cool off (even though the temps are PERFECT). Olive oil? Grown in town (Am I in Spain again??). Multiple pools? I don’t even think I saw all of them, but I managed to loaf at three. YOGA CLASSES!!!!!!!! I have never gotten this fit ON VACATION. And it is especially great because they tell you “Relaaaaax, you are on vacationnnn!” But then you feel it later and think ‘Hey! I did do something in that class!’ And I got a sneak peak at the spa. TO. DIE. FOR. Cucumber and mint water is never further than a few steps away…hydration recommended. Blue tile, lush robes, decadent body products. SO. BEAUTIFUL. And I WENT ON A TEN-MILE BIKE RIDE!!!!!! It felt so good!! Once again, thank you perfect weather.
[Conde Nast Traveler Magazine: Gold List, Top 25 North American Resorts
Travel + Leisure Magazine: T+L 500, The Greatest Hotels in the World
Lush white bedding. No air conditioning. Gorgeous flowers. Ping pong tables. Screened in doors and windows. Large fans. Afternoon tea. Dining room meals with other guests. Wooden walls. Wake up knocks instead of wake up calls.
Welcome to The High Hampton Inn. A step back in time, really. After 6:30 p.m., “Gentlemen are required to wear coat and tie,” and ladies are required to wear a dress, skirt, or something else that meets the “nice” requirements (jeans are, by no means, included in that category). What sounds like fancy fuss actually ends up being really a wonderful thing. Today, we have gotten so casuallllll with absolutely everything! Guests now value dinner as something special and out of the ordinary, and children feel as if they couldn’t look any better (and it by no means hinders them from playing around barefoot on the grounds immediately after dinner).
Also, with no cell service or Internet, one might at first almost have a panic attack from the lack of connection with the rest of the world, but soon after, all is well. What? Family? Board games? Bingo?? Who would have thought those things still existed!!! Seriously, after dinner all the guests head downstairs to watch the kids play a game all together, while the moms drink wine, the dads discuss basketball, and my mom and Grandmother read or write. I even wrote like twenty letters. Okay, not twenty, but a lot.
My third time here, this time around it is different. I experienced it as a child, and man was it magical. Running in and out with screened in doors slamming behind me, finding shelter behind bushes during hide and go seek, canoeing in the lake, hiking on the mountain…blah blah blah. I even met a kid and was pen pals with him for the rest of the year one of the times. But this time it is remarkable in a very different way. Conversation is the main form of entertainment, you gotta leave the windows open so you don’t roast at night, and the wait staff becomes your new best friend (Ricardo totally offers to bring us extra goodies at dinner and breakfast).
Southern charm and hospitality are provided here like nowhere else. It’s definitely not for everyone, but it really is something to be bragged about (yes, even from a girl who loves her phone, Internet, and a big city…trust me).
New Mexico is a place for…
tornadoes of sand (I know, crazy),
cowboy hats (which also means cowboys… and cowgirls),
snow on mountains (yeah, believe it),
tumbleweeds (we got way too excited about those),
dry air (I am a fan),
and listening to Ryan Adams (nothing but him for hours of driving).
Drinking canned watermelon juice, zooming across the desert, I decided… I like New Mexico.
While covering various stories in this land, we are definitely working, but having loads and loads of fun. Every meal is an adventure, and so far our entire schedule has basically revolved around, “Where are we eating next??” My kind of traveling.
|Whitney beside Route 66.|
|Antique shopping in Bernalillo.|
|Hats and hats.|
|Walking on a dirt road.|
|No longer Anita’s Mexican Food.|
|Gonzalez outside of The Corner Store.|