I am not decisive by nature. I am just not. I hem and haw. I have really very few things that are absolute. When I asked what I wanna be when I grow up, I could see myself do a bazillion things, not just one. Sometimes I am envious of those that have a specific calling or affinity. I wish I had just one. I change my mind all the time. It drives me (and my husband) crazy that I am so flighty sometimes!
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Folly Beach at sunset.   |
But, one thing I do know, I have a favorite spot in the whole wide world. My bliss spot. My geographical soul mate. Charleston, SC but more specifically, Folly Beach, which is very near it. Charleston is pure charm and magic. Folly Beach is even better. I can't think of a spot I would rather be. Have you ever gone somewhere and you just "know". It just fits, feels like home. Folly Beach is Jimmy Buffet-esque, quirky, artsy and quaint. Pretty much perfect, at least to me. If I am in SC and I say I want to go to the beach, I want to go to Folly. Sure, there are "nicer", "fancier" beaches. Some where movies have been shot and crazy mansions have been built, but me, give me Folly Beach any day. It is where I got engaged (that is when all the pictures on the right were taken, just minutes before the proposal) , it is where I have spent some of my best days and where I cannot wait to take my kids to. If I had any dream in the whole world, it would be to have a beach cottage on the ocean at Folly Beach. I don't want big, I don't want fancy. I want fun, colorful, vintage, cottage charm.
I was reminded of this today when I was reading one of my many blogs, when I stumbled upon an article about a beach cottage. A fabulous designer rescued it and it is brilliantly called it 99 Steps (as in 99 steps away from the beach!). I fell in love. Decorating styles (along with everything else) is something I can never decide on. Modern, contemporary, traditional, I like em all. Until now. My absolute favorite.... vintage beach chic. I emailed Neil the article of the house (which is not on Folly, but this is my fantasy remember?) and said "This house, on Folly Beach, a Jeep Wrangler, kiddos and pups and I would die one happy girl". I followed it up with "If I win the lotto and you can't find me, look for me and Bailey (our water dog) HERE." And I mean it. It falls in line with my desire to live on less but live beautifully. I get it, it is a beach spot, still bukoo bucks, but when I picture my perfect spot, it is small and lived in. Cozy for my family to enjoy. It isn't safe, it is playful, fun and carefree. Kinda how I wish I could be. For now, I will live vicariously through my imaginary real estate that has all the traits I wish to embody myself. And it is glorious! Gimme a beach cottage, a beach cruiser, a jacked up Jeep Wrangler, my kids & hubby and my doggies and you will never hear a peep outta me! But check it out... can you blame me?!
Now take this spot and insert this house. Um...... amazing.
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I love the color and how quaint it is. |
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| Insert Neil here |
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| Yes, Please. |
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| Insert me reading and having some wine, here. |
So this is it, my little slice of heaven, the place I see when I close my eyes and think about bliss in terms of real estate... he he.
Anyone else have a favorite spot they just love and never get sick of?
Sedona. As long as I live and as many times as I explore it, I will never get sick of Sedona. It is where we were married; where I, Eliana, and all of our future children will be baptized; and where our ashes will one day be scattered. It is where my soul feels at home.
ReplyDeleteI think I would feel similarly about Kona, Hawaii, but I haven't spent enough time there to be sure. Gotta get that winning lotto ticket... ;-)
It's so beautiful there! No wonder you love it so much!
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