This week of all weeks makes me so grateful to call this beautiful gem home.
I grew up on a tiny island in Washington State, which is part of the San Juan Islands archipelago. There is no bridge, so we rely on a petite (20 vehicle) ferry for transport to the mainland, or "town" as the locals refer to it. The Island possesses an elementary school, post office, library, church, a tiny grocery store, and two restaurants. Similar in size to manhattan, the island is nine miles long and two miles wide, though possesses a slightly lower population. When I was growing up there were 400 residents, now there's about 1,000.
If you're looking for a pied-à-terre in the city, Holly Golightly's is up for grabs. For a cool $8 million, you can live inside the abode that Audrey called home in the 1961 flick, Breakfast at Tiffany's. Any takers?
Another glorious run of manicures from my uber talented nail artist. She manages to exceed my expectations with every outlandish request. She was game to attempt a malachite pattern, a leopard moon manicure and gold leaf this round. I added the red under my nails in homage to Christian Louboutin. If you're local to the Northwest region of Washington state, make an appointment with her stat.