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Five Days in NYC

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Last September, I won a lottery for the chance to purchase four tickets to see Hamilton in New York at face value (!!!), ahead of the general public. We picked a random date in June and excitedly anticipated our trip for months. In the few weeks leading up to our date at Richard Rogers theatre, my husband discovered he needed to be in NYC for the two days prior to our trip, so we switched some things around and got a very full five days in the Big Apple. Behold,  photographic evidence below...

DAY 1

We arrived in New York super early on Wednesday, so we had plenty of time to check in to our first hotel (we stayed in three hotels during the trip and it's a long, boring story) and get to know our temporary neighborhood.

Ryan snapped this amazing shot of the city from our hotel window.

We snagged excellent coffee and a tasty breakfast of a hazelnut croissant and avocado toast (we went splitsies-halvsies) at Blue Bottle, then took in the sights of the World Trade Center area. We visited Ground Zero just a few months after the 9/11 attacks (we were in college back then) and I remember how dusty everything was, and how the silence was almost deafening. There were crowds and crowds of people looking at the wreckage but no one was saying a word. I recall ducking in to Century 21 just so we could hear the sound of people talking again. Seeing the area cleaned up, fully functioning (even though some construction is still going on), along with the striking and sobering memorial, was so moving.

Ryan had biznaz to take care of so I walked around on my own (the Irish Hunger Memorial is so pretty), got a fun manicure and enjoyed a nice long, boozy lunch. It's fun to date yourself sometimes.

When Ryan and I reunited, we dined on sushi at Nobu and spent a little too much coin on craft cocktails.

He may look nonplussed in this photo, but I swear we had a nice evening. He was plussed, I tell ya. Plussed!

DAY 2

We woke up super early for a walk across the Brooklyn Bridge, something I'd always wanted to do, but which was never convenient during any of my previous NYC trips. The temperature was perfectly crisp and the views were amazing. I wonder if people who commute over the bridge each day take it for granted?

But first, coffee.

I enjoyed a blowout at Dry Bar while Ryan was in his final meetings. There is nothing as wonderful as having a great hair day. 

One more selfie, this time with a bit of makeup on my face. I feel compelled to publicly celebrate any and all good hair days!

Once Ryan was officially done with work, we set out for lunch at Ladurée, a heavenly visit to Clare Vivier and 12 miles of walking to all the major sneaker head shops (KITH, Extra Butter and Alife, saving Flight Club for the next day).

We then checked into our second hotel in Midtown. After putting my legs up a wall for a smidge, we ventured out for some street pizza (Joe's - if it's good enough for J. Lo, it's good enough for me) and to see the riot of neon colors at Times Square - again, something I'd never experienced during any of my trips to NYC.

DAY 3

We woke up early to sneak in a quiet breakfast together before my brother and his wife arrived. We walked through Central Park, took pictures at Strawberry Fields then had some cocktails at Tavern on the Green, toasting to the start of our kid-free weekend!

We walked so many miles, we felt we totally deserved a treat from Georgetown Cupcakes while shopping in SOHO, before checking in to our third and final hotel.

*Not pictured: Our surprisingly delicious lunch at a Mexican restaurant somewhere along Church Street. I wish I'd snapped a picture or at least written down the name so I could visit it again some day. #regrets

DAY 4

The day finally arrived! This was the day we'd see Hamilton.

Ryan snapped this photo through the very small opening of our (third) hotel window on Saturday morning..

After listening to the soundtrack for over 2 1/2 years, I couldn't contain my excitement. I took my time getting ready after breakfast, treating myself to multiple masks and resting my tired, sore feet.

We arrived early, had time to take all the pictures we wanted and grab lunch before our matinée show. From the moment I heard the line, "My name is Alexander Hamilton", I had tears streaming down my face until well after the show ended. I recommend jumping through any and all hoops to see this show. It's amazing... Amazing.

After the show, we made our way to Momofuku for dinner, then to Milk Bar a few blocks away for dessert. It was all splendidly delicious (OMG - CRACK PIE). This day was one for the record books. #perfect

DAY 5

For our final day, we had one more coffee at our neighborhood Blue Bottle (it is so good, and I think I like creamer in my cold brew now), before heading to Brooklyn for brunch at a friend's restaurant.

The face I'm making is not my best, but I'm told I make it a lot... Something to work on, I guess.

We drank and dined at The Bedford on Bedford in Williamsburg. I highly recommend eating (and drinking) there whenever you can. 

Jalapeño margaritas so delicious, they deserve their own full sized photo. 

Pictured from left: watermelon & feta salad, risotto balls, the legendary mac'n cheese burger, pulled pork hash, chicken & waffles and truffle egg toast. So damn good.

After brunch, we strolled for a smidge before heading to the airport. I love the sights, sounds and (most of the) smells of busy city streets. 

Until next time, NYC!

One Big Holiday

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For my husband's 40th, we celebrated by traveling to the Dominican Republic for My Morning Jacket's One Big Holiday music festival. We went with another couple and had the best time relaxing in the sun, sand and surf by day then singing along with some favorite bands by night.

A selection of photos of our #OBH shenanigans follows...

Up at the @$$ crack of dawn to head south. I'm really just including these photos because the pink in my hair washed out VERY quickly, and these are almost all the pix of those lovely pink strands.

What could be better than back to back concerts in paradise? My Morning Jacket, Portugal. The Man, Sylvan Esso, Moon Taxi, Spoon, Nathaniel Rateliff and the Night Sweats, J. Roddy Walston, Preservation Hall Jazz Band (and more) did not disappoint. 

At check in, we were greeted by "tequila drink", a concoction of tequila, pineapple, lime and jalapeños, and something else, I'm sure. It was so delicious, they really should have given it a more creative name. We spent all week looking for that drink again, finally finding it at the thatched roof hut where we grabbed our hollowed out pineapples (you'll meet my pineapple in a second). Tequila drink out of a pineapple while sitting beachside was per.fec.tion. My husband and I will work all summer to replicate this drink. We will succeed, and I will share the recipe here.

Beach, please.

Beach, please forgive us. We humans need to do better.

I made friends with a pineapple! Every drink tastes better when consumed from a hollowed out, juicy pineapple (there might be a few exceptions to this, actually). Still, it was festive AF.

I brought some FoxSea products with me to use, then repurposed my soaking stones corked vial to bring back some of the DR's soft, soft sand.

The breakfasts were the stuff of dreams: a plethora of cheeses, fresh fruit, nuts and carbs, sweet carbs. Multiple drinks, too. Not pictured: the morning I triple fisted with a mimosa, a bloody mary and iced coffee. *Side note: I know Mary should be capitalized but I don't like the way it looks as part of bloody mary. It's my blog, I do what I want.

I always prefer savory to sweet, but oy vey, the dessert bar on the festival plaza every night was wonderful (especially after consuming unlimited dranks into the wee hours of the morning). 

The resort had 12 (?) pools for us to choose from, and we hit at least half of them, because swim up bars. #poolparty

I don't have many pictures of the music (I do have some vids but I'll spare you those), because we were too busy enjoying the music. We listened while in hammocks, enjoying cocktails from our cozy concert couch (we coined that term to describe the wonderful outdoor furniture ringing the festival plaza) and in the middle of all the chaos up front by the stage.

Perhaps I take too many pictures of my feet... ?

Here are my knees, though.

My narcissism is showing. #selfielove

And the reason for the trip: Mr. Ryan Fox. He's the greatest.

We had such a blast, it took me a few days to removed my concert/resort bracelets. #armfestival

Soak Up the Sun

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I enjoy the cold and snow - I grew up in a skating rink, after all. But as winter recedes and the darling buds of spring start to pop up through the ground, I'm excited to welcome warmer temps and sunnier skies. My fantastic husband and I turn 40 this year and to celebrate we're headed way south for some much needed beach time at My Morning Jacket’s music festival, One Big Holiday in the Dominican Republic.

My parched winter skin and hair are craving a healthy dose of humidity and my toes are ready to  hit the sand. We've been planning this trip for months and I started packing a few weeks ago (!!!), because I really love that process. Here are some of the essentials I've packed for our holiday in the sun:

  • Tons of sunscreen options. I’m waaay into anything and everything from SuperGoop. Also, a sun visor and a beach hat, because options.

  • Minimal makeup, with an emphasis on lipstick, and plenty of FoxSea, both for using and for photographing. #alwaysbepromoting

  • All my favorite beach caftans (many double as dresses) + two J.Crew bathing suits, which I will live in.

  • I’m keeping my jewelry fun, bright and inexpensive and packing three pairs of sunnies - again options.

  • Slides are my go-to, almost year round, so a pair of cute pink adidas slides will work for beach, pool and beyond. I’ll travel in my fav-o-rite sneaks of the moment, my pink Inikis.

  • And everything goes into my new Patagonia Black Hole duffle, which is comfy on my back and fits into the overhead compartment. I’m a solid member of the no checked baggage club.

Bon voyage!

Five Days in Charleston

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Day One


The Americano

In researching what to do/see/eat while in Charleston, I came across a photo of The Americano - one of the cutest, most vacation-y looking spots one could wish for. So, that was our first stop and our first meal. What the food lacked, the atmosphere (and spicy margarita) more than made up for. What a beauty! If we ever come back to Charleston, I'd swing by The Americano for an Instagram pic and one of those margs. 

Here Comes the Sun

There's nothing like sun + seaside. I could snap pix of beaches, boats, blue skies and palmetto trees all day, everyday. And I kind of did.

The Darling

The Darling, which we were told is a newer resto on the scene, was simply perfect, in food, atmosphere and service! Mr. Fox had his first of many oysters of the trip and his favorite, shrimp & grits. I ordered a crab, avocado and grapefruit parfait (so light and fresh!) and then had the BEST clam chowder on the planet. I know my New England forebears rolled over in their graves when I first made this statement but that doesn't make it any less true.


Day Two


Charleston Wine + Food Luncheon

We were generously gifted tickets to an official Charleston Wine + Food luncheon, which took place in the historic and stunning William Aiken house. What a meal, what a scene, what a treat. Thank you, Robyn!

Folly Island

We went searching for shells and shark teeth, dipped our toes in the crisp water and made friends with a few seagulls. Sublime!


Day Three


Around Town

We quite literally walked 10+ miles, exploring the various neighborhoods, stopping for treats along the way, toward our ultimate destination...

Leon's Fine Poultry & Oysters

Our many cocktails were fab and my fried chicken sandwich was perfect, the flavor heavy with celery salt. Yum! More oysters for Mr. Fox, and hushpuppies, cucumber salads and brussels sprouts for us both. I loved the exposed beams and twinkle lights of the old auto shop, and the charming vintage calendars (from an old auto parts company) lining the bathroom walls. 


Day Four


Butcher & Bee

Butcher & Bee offers a mezze section on all their menus, so you can build your meal from lots of smaller plates. Lurve it - I'm a picnic style eater. My whipped feta and honey came with grilled naan and I ordered a fresh green juice, bacon-wrapped figs and roasted fennel to go with. We sat at the bar, next to a food critic for a magazine (didn't catch which one), and it was interesting to see the culinary team in action, and hear a few comments from the critic (just doing his job). The decor was adorable and I adored the Bright Side hand scrub and soap in the bathroom, crafted especially for the restaurant by local company, Charleston Soap Chef. 

Middleton Place

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While Middleton Place was gorgeous and impressive (loved the blooming Camellias), it was extremely sobering to be on the grounds of a slave plantation (the Middleton family owned roughly 2700 slaves throughout the generations). In fact, I could say that about nearly everywhere we went in the south. To marvel at homes and historic landmarks, built on the backs of slaves, felt quite ugly at times. Such a disgraceful part of our history... 

Expensive Pink Houses

I love a pink house. One day, I'll have my own. Bank on it. 

Rodney Scott's BBQ

Damn! Rodney knows his sh!t. BBQ lovers can choose from Rodney's Sauce or Other Sauce - both are fantastic but Rodney's has a nice big kick to it.

USS Yorktown - Haunted Ghost Tour

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I'm a sucker for military museums AND boats AND ghost stories so this was a no-brainer. No sightings for us, though... 


Day Five


Collective Coffee

Breakfast of toasts and a little bit more exploring before we headed for the airport. 5 days without our Fox boys (+ little Buoy) had us longing for sweet snuggles and the general silliness that comes with two wild, young fellas. 


Of all the pictures I took, this last one is my fav-o-rite. We came to Charleston to celebrate Mr. Fox's birthday, and celebrate him, we did! 

Radiating Love

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I'm a passionate progressive so these past few weeks have felt rough. Recently, I've been making an effort to pull back a little on social media (certain feeds, anyway), spend more time with those I love most, vent to and with like-minded ladies and do my best to restore peace and calm in my own mind.

"Better than a box of chocolates! Give a little FoxSea Skin for V Day." I adore playing around to get cool shots for my FoxSea Instagram account. Some are better than others. #amateurartdirector

From filling my own social feeds with positivity, attending beautiful and meaningful events that give back and volunteering with my friends, I've been really feeling the love. 

At the #flightfulFW event, with part of Team Trove and one of my besties, Flo (aka Goldie). 

I visited my husband's cool, sleek office for a lunch date. He caught me in selfie mode. 

These ladies are too fab for words. We were all so happy to support our girl Flo, at her Go Red for Women luncheon for the American Heart Association. 

No matter how you do it, take time for a little self-care and little bit of silly fun. The happiness, love and kindness you share with others will come back to you...

Holiday Weekend in the Windy City

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It was cold. Damn cold. Like, really f^ck!ng cold. But, we hopped a train to Chicago to add new memories to old ones. Growing up, each year our mother would take my sister and me to Chicago, in between Thanksgiving and Christmas. The tradition has fallen by the wayside but when we learned the famed Cape Cod Room was closing for good on December 31st, we knew we had to make the trek for one final meal. The Drake was, and still is, our HQ when visiting. We had quite an experience at dinner and relished the lovely, legendary recipes of The Cape Cod Room, enjoyed high tea the next day in The Palm Court (my fave!) and did a little Christmas shopping. My boys and husband came along for the ride so of course we took a detour to the Lego store (where my mother made a new friend), picked up refined sugar and carbs at Glazed and Confused and consumed some deep dish pizza at Gino's (my mother insists on Gino's but we Foxes are Lou Malnati's devotees). Bonus: I introduced my mother to SnapChat and got as close to taking a selfie with Queen Bey as I'll ever get. 

No Grit, No Pearl

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Marriage is both wonderful and tough. My husband and I celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary this summer. We took some time to reflect on how we've changed, what we've accomplished, what we've overcome and what we've built so far. We are both hardworking and dedicated to our professional lives but we also certainly know how to kick back and have some fun, with our little family and with our fantastic friends. We are very lucky in so many ways...

Pearls make the best gifts. 

I've been thinking that marriage (or any relationship) is kind of like a pearl. Over time, a tiny speck grows into a stunning gem by adding layer upon layer, shimmering, luminous, full of beauty. With hard work and unshakable dedication, my husband and I have a strong marriage that has weathered the extreme highs and lows of our modern life. My love for my husband and the love he shows in return is the most beautiful treasure in our little universe.

55 Hours in Atlanta

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Once a year, we take an adults-only trip with our besties from Boston...

Kid-free long weekend ahead! Look at our peaceful smiles...

The Margaret Mitchell Museum was small but fun (for me, anyway) and filled with cool Gone With the Wind information. It's such an epic movie, a classic that will live forever, despite its controversies. The museum offered a little peek into the life of Mitchell (what a saucy minx she was!) as well as the making of her book into the legendary film. 

Drinks, dinner and drinks. The Café Intermezzo drinks menu is YOOOOGE. I ordered a French 75. Dinner was at Restaurant Eugene. I don't remember what I ordered but I know everything was fantastic. #toomanydrinks 

Kicked off the day with a treatment at the Bliss spa in our hotel (Side note: I love hotels. I love spas. I want so badly to live in a hotel and get spa treatments on the regular). Walked the Beltline (stopped for a bit at Paris on Ponce where I bought a tiny, furry alpaca figure - don't ask) to Ponce City Market and fell in love. The market is an old Sears building, transformed into a very stylish multi-use complex. Hop's chicken sandwich in the food hall was delicious (fried chix is a must in the south) and I really loved their jazzy branding. On our way to our next destination, we swung by a sculpture created by one of our traveling companion's brother for the 1996 Olympic games in Atlanta. We then randomly picked a Marriott for a quick bathroom and coffee break, only to discover a crazy sculptural interior design. 'Twas an unexpected treat. 

We hit up the World of Coca-Cola and tried out the various sodas of the world. Bonbon Anglais was lovely, coconut-ty and tasted like a tropical vacation. Beverly was disgusting - I can't even begin to describe it. Horrendous. We decided on a tie for the best name: Kuat & Delaware Punch.  After a much-needed rest from the frenetic, sugary soda experience, dinner was at Cakes & Ale. I had a few cocktails and while I know my food was good, I just can't remember what I ordered. I think my love for the Hop's chicken sandwich prevented me from making any other culinary memories during the weekend. Fried chicken, FTW.

Drove to Buckhead to peep all the cool homes I'll never own and ran across the stately and gorgeous Swan House.

Boarded our plane to come home then sent a selfie to the kiddos. This was their response. #happydance

But the best thing about our trip was our decision to document our adventures using my current favorite app, Boomerang.

Where will next year's destination be? I'd like to head west...