I had La Duree macaroons the last time we went to Paris and just knew we had to have some again this go round. They really are delicious and much different than even the French style ones we have here. They say it’s in the origins of the ingredients (ie French flour) and maybe they are right! Either way, I love them.

Not only are they pretty, but they are delicious too. There are La Duree locations all over Paris and even around the world, although the only one in the States is in New York.

It’s not just about the product either – their packaging is to delightful. Beautiful bags, tiny perfectly sized boxes for scrumptious treats, and pretty paper to accompany all of it. I wish I had stopped eating it so fast to take a few more photos :-)

The first time we went we bought macaroons and took them with us, and the second time we managed to squeeze in and get a table in the tea room. I really couldn’t get a good sense of whether it was only tourists that do that or not, but there was a lot of French going on around us so it didn’t seem that way. The tea selection was actually really wonderful and we enjoyed the one we had very much.

Have you ever had La Duree macaroons or been there? What’s your favorite flavor?

I was surprised at how much I ended up loving Amsterdam.

And no, not for all the reasons people love to tease about Amsterdam. :-)

The architecture is stunning in an entirely different way from Paris. Who would have thought black buildings would be so beautiful? Especially in its more northern climate, and the gray cold day we were there, the city is breathtaking in its monochrome simplicity.

The row houses form these neat little lines, but each has a bit of character on its own, while all share a rather straightforward facade — much less ornament than we saw in Belgium, Paris, London or Italy.

Since we had such little time, we took a tour with Sandeman’s New Amsterdam Tours and had Ged as our tour guide. It’s advertised as a “free tour” but it’s actually more of a “pay what you can” scenario. I have to say, we were more than pleasantly surprised — it was a fabulous tour. Ged was an upbeat, interesting, and knowledgeable tour guide. I highly recommend it!

Houseboats and bicycles line the canals. It’s funny how this city of canals feels entirely different from a city like Venice. I did a little research, and it seems that Amsterdam’s canal rings were more planned than those of Venice — a few centuries ago, they systematically laid them out. I think Venice is more just what happens over time when there isn’t a lot of planning to it. Both have their place, but the designer in me quite loved the neatness of Amsterdam.

I kept wondering what those hooks were about. Apparently, they built their houses so narrow that getting furniture and other goods up the stairs was pretty impossible. So, they all have these hooks on the top to allow them to use a pulley system to bring items in through the windows.

I was delighted with this little sign…

..and with this awesome motorcycle…

…and this ingenious method for transporting kids and groceries.


We were only there for the day, and ended it with a train ride back to Paris which took a little under three hours if memory serves correctly. I am so glad we made the detour trip to check out a few other places because it’s pretty incredible how, only a couple hours’ train ride away, it’s an entirely different world. Even though the States have regional differences and nuances from state to state, it’s definitely not as drastic as what you find in Europe.

And on the subject of travel, hop over to Dannielle’s blog…she is embarking on a whirlwind six week tour of the US which will bring her to Charleston in early February. I am so excited to meet a fellow blogger in person and to follow along as she discovers the USA!

happy tuesday, lovelies!

We day tripped from Paris to Belgium the day after Christmas. It was the first time we’ve ever been there and it was such an easy train ride – only a little over an hour or so.

In researching, we read so many different opinions about where to go in Belgium – Brussels, Bruges, Ghent. We could only do one so we ended up picking Brussels.

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I didn’t know all that much about Belgium going into it, but I did know I had to try Belgian waffles and Belgian chocolate. I had also read about Maison Dandoy and their yummy biscuits, which are really more like cookies in my world, and they were great.

We had a hotel in the city center for the one night we stayed, and it was super easy to walk to the historical parts from there. Pretty much as soon as we started walking we came across a Maison Dandoy – there are several – and the Grand Place.

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It’s funny how, only an hour away, it’s rather a different world architecturally. There is definitely a more Bavarian flair to the buildings there….or at least what I imagine as Bavarian :-)

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One of the really famous things to see is the Mannekin Pis.

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It’s funny how this little statue has now become so famous…there are signs all over Brussels directing you how to find it. I’m all for checking off the list of touristy things to do when you visit a new place, but this one was a bit silly for me. Tons of people crowding around this funny little fountain!

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Of course, there are beautiful churches everywhere you turn.

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They have a really fun Christmas market throughout the Grand Place. I was really happy that we walked through early in the day when it was pretty quiet, because towards evening it was very crowded. I noticed that almost everywhere we’ve been in Europe – it seems more people are out and things are happening later in the day than in the States.

Also, Tin Tin is a really big deal in Belgium, as are comics in general. Here I am with the celebrity himself…

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The Rue des Bouchers is a famous street but don’t eat there. Even the hotel told us not to. It’s so narrow their awnings overlap each other and it’s certainly a sight to see with all the hustle and bustle.

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And yes, to explain my title, everywhere we went in Brussels I swear it smelled like cookies or chocolate. It would be hard for it not to considering there is a chocolate place or waffle place everywhere you look.

Oh and frites too — never in my life have I seen an exclusively fries restaurant — but they had them! We had a snack in a fritterie and were rather astonished to have to pay extra for ketchup. They considered it a sauce, not a condiment. Many Americans I know would be in trouble :-)

Overall, I really enjoyed Brussels and felt like we did a pretty good job covering it in our one day. I’m sure we missed things and we didn’t get to do the museums, but we did plenty of people watching and wandering, which is the best way to get to know a place anyway, in my humble opinion.

Last but not least, Belgian waffles really are a thing of beauty. Eggo is not even on the map.

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Happy Tuesday!

We really weren’t quite sure what to expect for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day in Paris. Here in Charleston, Christmas day is usually a ghost town as everyone spends time with family and friends, but not so in Paris!

This is the Christmas tree at the Galeries Lafayette, which was not only open but appropriately chaotic for the last shopping day before Christmas. Since many museums and monuments were not open that day, we decided the best people watching was probably going to be in the department stores, and Paris has some neat ones. Definitely check out the Galeries Lafayette for the beautiful interior space.

After that, we headed to Le Bon Marche, which has a gourmet grocery store called La Grande Epicerie. We stocked up on food because we weren’t sure what would be open the next day.

I LOVE going to grocery stores in other countries and places – it’s so enlightening to see real people going about their day as well as what’s available product wise. On this grocery trip, I was rather astonished to actually witness a chicken getting its head cut off…you would never see that in an American grocery store. But in reality, you know it’s fresh and unprocessed that way, don’t you?!

We had planned to spend Christmas Eve at Notre Dame, thinking we would go to the midnight mass. While wandering around in Ile de la Cite that evening, we realized there was quite a line and crowd at the front of the cathedral, so on a whim we went in. Best. Decision. Ever.

If you think you’re going to get to Notre Dame even at 9PM for a midnight mass, think again. We attended the 8PM mass and barely got seats. Promptly after that was over, some people left but most people shuffled around looking for better seats. They then showed a movie about the cathedral and gave a choir performance. It was standing room only the entire time.

Logistics aside, it was an incredibly moving experience. The first time we went to Paris, we caught the tail end of an organ performance and I never forgot how beautiful it was. Since that, we have always tried to go to a mass or vespers service just for the beauty of the music, the smell of the incense and candlelight, and the quiet time to admire the beautiful space. Spending Christmas Eve there was an experience like no other.

And then, when we emerged from the Church, we realized just how lucky we were to have gotten in and gotten a seat…

We were just in time to welcome Christmas while crossing over the Seine. Incredible.

We indulged a bit in a late morning on Christmas and then headed out to see what the city had in store. Interestingly, the Eiffel Tower is actually open even on Christmas Day. We came up to it the long way, walking all the way up from the Champs de Mars, to get the full effect, and thoroughly enjoyed the people watching. There were lots of people out and about but it wasn’t unpleasantly crowded by any means.

The closer we got, the more the sun came out, which is a much rarer thing than you realize. It was probably the sunniest moment we had the whole trip.

We actually found quite a few restaurants open, so we had a quick bite, and then headed to the Champs Elysees.

THE PEOPLE.

We popped up near the Arc de Triomphe and were astonished to see the masses of people walking the Champs Elysees. That picture hardly does the crowds justice. Even more impressive, many of the stores were open! Coming from a Southern town in the US, it was quite unthinkable to be able to buy anything in a store on Christmas Day.

At this point, the weather had turned even colder, cloudier, and rainier, and the crowds were a bit overwhelming. I get tired of having to dodge people every time I take a step (another reason I love my little home town!). So we decided “Christmas dinner at home” was the best idea after we had people-watched ourselves out.

If you read last week’s post with tips for European travel, you’ll know what a huge fan of renting an apartment I am. This is a great example when it saved us a lot of money — for Christmas Eve & Christmas Day meals, most of the good restaurants in Paris had a prix fixe option that was in the 100E+ range. Of course, most of those also required reservations.

We had decided well in advance that we didn’t particularly want to do that, and I’m glad we did. It was a lot of fun to have a tasting meal of sorts with the cheeses, meats, desserts, and other items we’d gotten during our grocery store run. Try the restaurants on a day when they aren’t charging so much extra for the holiday.

So there you have it – Christmas in Paris! It wasn’t boring like many of the articles I read had warned – quite the opposite in fact. Don’t get me wrong, stuff was definitely closed, but the city was alive with people and festivities and plenty of places were still open.

What was your Christmas like?

Hello lovely blog readers and happy 2013! I’ve missed you and hope you all enjoyed a wonderful holiday season. I’m pretty exhausted after trekking around Europe, but I’m so glad we decided to do something a little different for the holidays this year. Nothing is so inspiring to me as new places and cultures, nor so refreshing to the spirit as time with loved ones.

I hardly know where to begin as there are so many things I want to share. Shall we start with a few travel tips?

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Five Tips for Far Away Travel

1. Rent an apartment.

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This has been a huge one for us. You generally have to be in one place for at least five days, but truly, you can’t get to know a place in less than that anyway so it shouldn’t be an issue.

The first time we traveled to Europe, we stayed in a hotel and it was fine. They made the beds up for us and had room service, but it was tiny and touristy. So next time, in our research, we came across the apartment option and decided to go for it. I wouldn’t do it any other way now. Why, you ask?

  • Kitchen: when you are gone for awhile, it can get really tiring to eat out every meal. Especially breakfast. Having a kitchen – even a teeny one – allows you to stock up some food items and unwind a bit in your PJ’s if you’d like. It’s a huge money saver.
  • Cultural immersion: these are usually in areas that are at least a little less touristy and where people actually live. It’s a great way to see the place as it really is.
  • Space: they are almost always at least a little bigger than a hotel room.
  • Privacy: ’nuff said. It’s just kind of nice.
  • Possible bonus: washer/dryer. Although I have always had a rough time with European models…they are very unlike our behemoth American models.

We have used a few companies before and I would highly recommend all three: Sleep in Italy, Vacations in Paris, and A La Carte Paris.

2. Coming back to the US takes awhile.

If you are flying back into the US and have to make a connection (i.e. New York to Charleston), plan a decent layover and plan on running. Coming into the States from a foreign country is quite cumbersome — you go through passport control, pick up your checked bags, go through customs lugging all your stuff, re-check your bags again, and then have to go BACK through TSA security, not to mention find the terminal your flight is going to be in (which will probably be miles away). Both times we’ve had to make a connection, we have found ourselves running at breakneck speed to make it, despite having a 2 hour layover.

3. Learn the city’s transportation systems.

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When we first went to Paris, we thought we would do one of those “hop on, hop off” bus tours as a way to get around. On a whim, we got brave the first day and gave the metro a try instead and never ended up doing a tour. Then, because we were in London for only a day, we decided to do the hop on/hop off, but we ended up spending more time in traffic than actually getting where we wanted to go.

If the city has a good system, like the Paris metro, it’s so much more freeing to feel confident that you know how to navigate the place in which you’re spending time. I always feel kind of nervous when I’m entirely dependent on some tour group and am worried I wouldn’t know my way without it. It’s such a better feeling to know you can handle the place on your own.

Not only that, but it’s another great cultural experience. Sure, there are plenty of tourists riding around too, but there are also lots of locals going about their day.

4. Pack light + smart.

Get over it and wear your jeans a few days on the trip. You won’t regret it when you’re lugging your bags through the airport.

Also, with all the rules they have nowadays, look that up ahead of time and make sure you put everything you will have to remove from your carryon (Ipad, camera, liquids), in an easy to grab spot. Wear easy to remove shoes too if you can manage it.

Psst….don’t forget to put an extra set of clothes in there too. I learned that one the hard way – it’s not a good feeling to find yourself in Mexico with nothing but a lousy carryon that has no change of clothes in it.

5. Slow down.

Returning to a city for another visit has major upsides – it’s not nearly so intimidating as it was the first time and there is so much less pressure. It’s really easy to fall into the sightseeing whirlwind the first time you visit because you don’t know when you’ll be back. The first time we came we definitely did that, so on our return trip I felt so much more able to soak in the culture and pass the time more naturally.

If you can possibly manage it, try not to spend the whole time monument hopping – it’s just as important to soak in the feel of the place as a whole.

bonus tip: ask friends!

Ask around – you never know who will have been there and have tips to share. New Life in Spain was kind enough to send me a lovely email with Belgium tips!

Have any to add?

I’d love to hear about your travel experiences and tips – share in the comments!

I feel bad celebrating weather when I know so many of my friends up North have had an awful time of it, but I must say, down South, the weather has been picture perfect this week. Clear skies, low 60′s, no humidity. Exactly what you need after a long hot summer that, down here, doesn’t end until…well, Halloween, maybe.

I broke out my new boots and am having fun piecing together different outfits. Not only that, but I’m looking forward to our next trip we’ve planned for the Christmas break. Paris, Amsterdam, and Belgium, here I come! I am never happier than when I’m traipsing around the streets of Paris, arm in arm with my favorite person, no matter how cold it is :-)

But that said, it will be cold and I’ll be outside a lot, so here are a few cold weather and travel accessories I’m currently scoping out…

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Looks so snuggly!

What do you have your eye on right now?

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Hello blogland! We are just back from a lovely and much needed little getaway to Athens, GA over the weekend and I’m feeling refreshed and recharged.

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Although Charleston has been home for most of my life, my four years in Athens were so important to forming who I am today that it’s hard not to feel like going there is going home. Not to wax nostalgic, but it’s just good for my soul to walk by the art school, the orientation hall, the dining halls, and think about where I started and where I am now.

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Went grocery shopping when I got home…I have an inability to resist mini pumpkins. I wanted to bring a little fall into the house (which is currently in disarray due to the office move) and these little gourds stole my heart. $2.30 for all of them, throw in some pieces from potpourri I had, the watering can I had, and a cloth napkin over a cake stand, et voila! Easy, quick and cheerful.

Side note: loving my Iphone 5! The pictures are so much clearer.

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A few pics from our busy studio lately. I am loving having a place to spread out, meet clients, and be more productive. With 5 weddings this weekends to prep for, I’m doubly thankful!

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What have you been up to lately? . Happy Monday!

As I’m buried in paper (albeit, pretty paper), disobedient printers, lines and lines of website code, and shipping shrink wrap today, I thought we’d wander back to Rome for a Monday daydream. That prompted me to start looking through my posts and realize I did a terrible job sharing the places we’d seen and the 3000 photos we took on our trip-of-a-lifetime. So look forward to more travel posts to come!

Today I wanted to talk more about Campo de Fiori in Rome. It’s quite close to Piazza Navona, another famous square where Bernini’s Fountain of the Four Rivers can be found.

Campo de Fiori, though, is a little more about food and shopping. In the mornings Monday through Saturday, there is a market there full of fresh produce, flowers, and trinkets. I thought it was kind of fun to look at in comparison to the Charleston Farmer’s Market post I did last week.

It’s also a big nighttime destination though, full of bars and restaurants and sidewalk cafes. For me, I’m more of a people-watching kind of girl, and it was definitely great for that.

But, if you ask me, the most important thing about Campo de Fiori is this place. Pizza. Oh. my. goodness.

Forno Campo de Fiori was the best pizza we had while we were there. It was inexpensive (which is hard to do in Rome), simple, and full of Italians, which has to be a good sign :-)

There were no tables, so they literally wrapped up your square pizza slice in brown paper and sent you on your way. We ate there more than once leaning on the fountain in Campo, watching the market and the people. It was fantastic.

Other than that, we didn’t eat too many places in Campo de Fiori. We always make good use of Trip Advisor and try to find the hidden gems. I will have to pull out my travel journal so I can remember the names — the funny thing about Italy that’s so different than the States was that all the restaurants were named what they are + where they are.

So “Forno Campo de Fiori” is “Oven Campo de Fiori.” They were almost all like that, whereas here in America we’re like, “ooh let’s get fancy and name it ‘Opal.’” Their way made it easy to figure out where the restaurant was and what kind of food in general, but that also makes it less of a memorable name. Does that make any sense? ;-)

How was your weekend friends?

Hello Dodeline Design readers! Happy Monday! I hope you all enjoyed your weekends. If you happened to stop by Sarah’s blog a little while back, you may remember me from this post about adventuring to Philadelphia, and today I’m back again for my second guest post. If we haven’t met yet, my name is Carly Totten, and I love writing and the wedding industry. What else do I love you ask? If it were possible, I would dip my life in chocolate and set up a tent on the beach on Kiawah Island and live there forever. Combining both would be wonderful. : )

Because Sarah happens to be on a beach getaway, I thought it only fitting to talk about Kiawah Island, which should just be renamed My Favorite Place in the World…Ever. Even though it’s only about 14 miles long, it sets my heart on fire and makes me feel alive in only the ways that time spent on Kiawah can. I’ve been lucky enough to travel to Kiawah many times each year for my entire life (23 years), and sometimes I wonder why I am so lucky. Let’s just note the fact that it’s a 13-hour car trek from Philly to Kiawah. Willingly traveling in a car for that long to visit an island is true love, y’all!

Kiawah’s formal name is actually Kiawah Island Golf Resort (not My Favorite Place in the World…Ever…yet    ; ). As you can obviously tell from its name, Kiawah is an athlete’s paradise with five public golf courses and two tennis centers. The golf and tennis are beyond awesome, which my dad will tell you on a long tangent; however, I love Kiawah for other reasons – reasons that don’t really have anything to do with either sport.

Like I mentioned earlier, I love Kiawah because it makes me feel alive, reinvigorated, and in.love.with.life. Below is a peek at my most recent trip to Kiawah (and what every summertime visit includes)…

Beach Days: Walking on the beach is usually how I begin every morning. Toes in the ocean = happiness. With that said, I did a lot of running during this trip (a whole other story entirely), but the beach still created an awesome atmosphere. The rest of my day is filled with boogie boarding – I’m very young at heart – and sometimes jumping twirling ballerina style in the waves. A good book and a lounge chair also add to a perfect afternoon.

Scenic Bike Rides: One of the first things my parents and I do when we arrive on Kiawah is rent bikes. I bike everywhere, no joke. I’m the one riding to the beach while balancing my bag, boogie board, and chair in a basket. It’s an art form. ; ) Not only does a bike make a great mode for beach transportation, it’s also the best way to explore the island. I love wandering, and I am happiest when I happen upon a long bridge or a road I have yet to explore while viewing some of the island’s wildlife (read: alligators). If you rent bikes, make sure to ride up to Freshfields Village (gorgeous marsh views) and, once there, hop over to Vincent’s Soda Fountain for a milkshake. Other favorites include Rhett’s Bluff (stop by the boat launch where you will be greeted by a gazebo that I am obsessed with on the dock and possibly a dolphin); Flyaway Drive; and Captain Sam’s Inlet, which is where Kiawah meets neighboring island, Seabrook, on the beach at the western most end of the island. Be sure to pick up an island map before you start your ride or become fast friends with Google Maps just in case!

Yummy Dinners: My favorite place to eat on the island happens to be where a pro golfer will earn the title of 2012 PGA Champion in August: Ryder Cup Bar, located in the Ocean Course Clubhouse. The food is delicious (try the Grilled Salmon Caesar Salad, Ryder Sliders, or Crispy Fried Shrimp), the views of the sunsets are unreal (time your visit!), and some of the staff have become like members of our family. Another one of our new favorite haunts is La Tella Pizzeria, a family owned and operated Italian restaurant located in nearby Freshfields Village. The portions, by the way, are in the dictionary under “massive,” so my parents and I decided to share the Chicken Parmesan and Ricotta Pizza (ah, so good!). I thought of Sarah’s paper loving heart while I was there because La Tella had a stamp designed which they use to brand all of their pizza boxes – creative packaging for the win!

Sunrises & Sunsets: I love mornings because I love beginnings more than endings. With that in mind, my goal while I was on Kiawah was to watch the sunrise one morning. I set my phone’s alarm, and I willingly got up and ready at 5:45 (insanity). I biked over to the beach, and the view of the sun rising over Turtle Point golf course was worth the ride alone. Then I got to the beach. Holy, sunrise! It was beautiful! Everyone stood still for a solid 20 minutes and stared at the sky…

…which is exactly what happens when the sun sets. Even though the sunset marks an ending, I am one of the people staring at the sky every night. The sunsets are mesmerizing and possible thanks to the fact that Kiawah runs west to east.

If you live in Charleston, take a day and visit Kiawah – go on a bike ride; walk on the beach; jump in the waves; and watch the sunset to complete your day. If you don’t happen to live close by, book a flight (Southwest offers many inexpensive options) or take a road trip and plan to do the same thing. I’ll meet you on the beach, and I hope you will have a serious love for My Favorite Place in the World…Ever even after only a day.

have you ever been to kiawah? where is your favorite vacation spot?

Enjoy your day! I will see you again soon.

Couldn’t resist popping in and sharing a little snapshot of the beach this morning. Nothing refreshes my spirits like toes in the sand and the sound of the waves.

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It’s such a treat to wake up, roll out of bed, and take a nice long walk! Can’t wait to see you back here next week. Happy Friday!