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Fantasy Vacations

Love and MarriageAlexandra king1 Comment
On actual vacation, in Tulum last year.

On actual vacation, in Tulum last year.

My husband Isaac and I have gone on a lot of vacations recently. Last week we cozied down in a cabin in upstate New York, hearing the chickadees flit through the fir trees, drinking cheap beers at decrepit dive bars and noting the luxury of perfectly visible green horizons. On Saturday, I announced we would be going for a private viewing of the Savage Beauty exhibition in London followed by afternoon tea at The Berkeley.  Last night, citing a craving for spicy noodles, jewel-toned trees and air as wet and hot as bath water, we spent a blissful evening in Indonesia.

Of course we haven’t actually gone there. Not physically. But we definitely did in our heads.

Like many good and clever things, it all started out as a bit of a joke, a lazy bedtime conversation  in that peaceful hollowed out moment between wake and sleep. “Let’s go on vacation” I had said, “where shall we go, you pick”. “Maine” he replied (I never knew he wanted to go to Maine). “We’re eating lobsters for lunch. We’ll buy more for dinner. You’re going to take them home to our cabin on the lake and make amazing lobster rolls and we’ll drink whiskey and I’ll read and you can watch reruns of those horrible Lifetime Shows you love. I’ll build a giant fire and refuse to move until it’s time to go home”. Wonderfully, we didn’t have to go home, though, because we both fell asleep. That night, I dreamt about running through countryside meadows where long grasses waved to the wind.

As embarrassingly new age/infantile/fully delusional as it sounds, I’ve come to really love our fantasy vacations. They are a lovely interlude to any day, and most welcome when, like most people in their 20s/early 30s/ actually just almost everyone in New York, you’re pretty much out of disposable cash after rent and have a monthly travel budget that will get you as far as a cab to Gowanus. 

Of course, it would certainly be nice one day to be able to take a whole lot of proper luxurious holidays when the urge strikes us- I sense most vividly that the real Pina Coladas are a lot more refreshing than the imagined ones. But I’d still like to keep our fantasy trips going. They are so inexpensive, so immediate and so terribly convenient (that wonderful British oxymoron). Mainly, though, they remind me of how much I adore my favorite travel partner, whose companionship on journeys both real and imagined is always the most beautiful. 

So this week, darling readers, as Winter’s grip loosens and daylight savings time summons us sleepily into the light, I'm recommending that you also take some time to take a fantasy vacation. Paris? Papua New Guinea? Peru? Immerse yourself completely. No passport required. Oh, the places you’ll go.

TGIF- 13/03/15

TGIFAlexandra king3 Comments
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What are you up to this weekend? Let joy be unconfined, Spring came to NYC this week, at long last. The snow has almost melted, the weather is a balmy 8 degrees and the birds are singing out loud. Soon daffodils will push their way through the earth and vacations will be taken and Rose will be an acceptable drink once again (yay). One of my dearest friends from London is in town at the moment, so this weekend we're going to drink coffee on my stoop, walk arm in arm through Prospect Park and test drive the Cyclone in Coney Island. 

Also, darling readers, please forgive my limited posting this week, it's been pretty insane around here. I've been sick, and slammed with work, and many other ups and downs have led to a few days feeling like a slow crawl through molasses in terms of a happy end. Having said that, hopefully there will be some very exciting news to report soon (FYI NOT PREGNANT don't be silly **swigs martini**). See you next week. I've got some good stuff waiting, including a very special Street Where I Live. See you on the other side.

Here's my best of the net this week.

Ace Tribeca-based designer Satomi Kawakita made my engagement ring. I'm fantasising about these black diamond ear rings right now.

The (major) problem with "Fat Talk"

As Spring draws in, I've been dreaming of Phoenicia. And the fab Graham Hotel.

Just gets funnier and funnier

Yum! Consider yourself made this weekend

Chic planters

Eyeing up this sexy bikini for a trip to LA in April

Rad leather scrunchies from crazy-cool label Faike

Bodies as Everest landmarks

Hello

Should I buy this for my fridge?

Pretty things galore at cool online shop Her New Tribe

Five Little Things: Summer Dreaming

Five Little Things, New York City, Home and DesignAlexandra kingComment

Excuse me while I go on vacation. In my head. Everyone keeps saying that February is a short month. But crikey (said without irony- I am British, we actually say that shit) it still feels so very long from where I'm standing, or, rather, sitting, in frozen Brooklyn, wearing three jumpers and a deeply unappealing wooly hat. So join me, comrades, one and all, in a fantasy vacation. Right now. Ready? Let's go.

Let's stay at the amazing  Ace Hotel  in Palm Springs, California. We'll sleep soundly in their giant beds, play records (maybe  this one ) and drink a thousand Margaritas   

Let's stay at the amazing Ace Hotel in Palm Springs, California. We'll sleep soundly in their giant beds, play records (maybe this one) and drink a thousand Margaritas

 

Hungry? Easy. That'll be Fish Tacos for lunch. Obviously. Image via  The Food Ledger

Hungry? Easy. That'll be Fish Tacos for lunch. Obviously. Image via The Food Ledger

We'll eat pool side, wearing rad granny-kinis like the one above, from cute Etsy store  Bikiniboo  (incidentally I have NEVER found a high waisted swimsuit that looks good on me, though I live in hope. Either way, this is a FANTASY trip remember)

We'll eat pool side, wearing rad granny-kinis like the one above, from cute Etsy store Bikiniboo (incidentally I have NEVER found a high waisted swimsuit that looks good on me, though I live in hope. Either way, this is a FANTASY trip remember)

Then we'll drive to the desert, stopping to fill up at  this incredible gas station . We'll listen to weird country music, spot dozing desert foxes in the distance and maybe  save a dim-witted tortoise or two  (nerdiest photo ever). Image via  LA Weekly

Then we'll drive to the desert, stopping to fill up at this incredible gas station. We'll listen to weird country music, spot dozing desert foxes in the distance and maybe save a dim-witted tortoise or two (nerdiest photo ever). Image via LA Weekly

We'll arrive in  Joshua Tree  as the stars start to fall, take a walk in the dusk, then cruise to the legendary  Pappy and Harriets  in  Pioneer Town  where we'll dance to awesome bands with the locals.  Ah...wasn't that nice?

We'll arrive in Joshua Tree as the stars start to fall, take a walk in the dusk, then cruise to the legendary Pappy and Harriets in Pioneer Town where we'll dance to awesome bands with the locals.

Ah...wasn't that nice?