Month: May 2019
Our recent Mother’s Day weekend visit to Mohonk Mountain House was like stepping back in time to a bygone era summer camp. The resort gave me Dirty Dancing meets Hogwarts Castle vibes minus the dancing and wizards. Isolated in the Shawangunk Mountains on the shore of Lake Mohonk, the camp is a playground for hiking, swimming, and row boating enthusiasts. It’s the perfect place to turn off the phone and unwind — surrounded by such stunning natural beauty it’s nearly impossible not to.
The unofficial first weekend of Summer is upon us! Kiel, Harry, and I are headed to the Vineyard for our upcoming stay at the newly renovated Harborview Hotel. We haven’t been to the island in a while and I’m excited to return. Hopefully the weather is warm! I love packing for this weekend as it’s usually the first time in the season that I can break out all of my nautical stripes, summer sweaters, white pants, and summery dresses. I like to keep my Memorial Day weekend travel attire casual but polished.
Kiel and I moved into our new home almost a year ago and we are finally starting to renovate some of the rooms. The first room on our list is our guest room. We have family and friends stay over often and really wanted to create a welcoming, comfortable space. Right now we pretty much have just a bed and a couple of pictures on the wall — the decor is very minimal.
This year Kiel and I attended the Kentucky Derby on behalf of Mass Mutual who sponsored my trip. Our weekend at Churchill Downs was gorgeous aside from the rain on Saturday. My absolute favorite part of the Derby is the people watching and mint juleps. It’s amazing to see so many people in one place dressed up so beautifully.
Before Kiel and I started Kiel James Patrick, we used to drive all over New England hunting for vintage threads — old Lacoste polos, vintage band t-shirts, vintage Lilly Pulitzer, etc to sell on eBay. The hunt was always a thrill. It was exciting to see how high certain pieces would sell for and how many people were watching an item. Fast forward many years later, I find myself on the other end of the eBay transaction.