Last week is what I’d call “a whole lot of life.”
In the span of 7 days, K and I started a new job, my favorite mama of my favorite red head added another adorable member to her growing family (not red headed, but equally as cute and favored) and my best tall blonde friend got married in Charleston, South Carolina.
Charleston is one of the most sought after and written about cities in the country, and for good reason. I was there for 2 full days, most of which were happily spent doing wedding things, and all it did was solidify how much I can’t wait to go back. And I think I’d feel that way even if I’d spent a week there.
Charleston is historical, colorful, architectural, beautiful, warm, walkable, and boasts some of the best food I’ve ever tasted. And I didn’t even go to the two famous restaurants that were at the top of my list! Basically, it’s a check-list of everything I love in a place. If I didn’t get eaten alive by biting gnats (biting gnats! did you know about these?) I’d seriously consider picking up (the cat) and moving there. But those gnats… they give me pause. But before that deters you from visiting, no one else got bit but me. You’re probably safe.
My lovely friend Katy got married there, under a sanctuary of oak trees and Spanish moss, at the Legare-Waring House on Saturday night. To get ready, she basically just opened up the cover and then proceeded to walk out of a Bridal magazine. It was so simple! I spent as much time with her as I could, soaking up the love and just being present for that momentous and joyful occasion, but in between those times, I walked, we ate, and I caught as much of Charleston as I was able.
We stayed at the King Charles Inn and I’d highly recommend it. It was comfortable, the building was beautiful, and it was close to everything. We walked everywhere except to the wedding. We had two meals outside of wedding festivities, which we happily filled with Lowcountry Bistro and Magnolia’s. I ate shrimp and grits twice, had hushpuppies with crawfish, and a bloody mary so full of snacks it was basically a salad. I honestly can’t tell you what was my favorite, except to say that if you don’t like grits, you haven’t had authentic South Carolina grits. Oh, and I would be remiss to forget about our late-night food adventure at Callie’s Hot Little Biscuit. Biscuits for late-night food? These people have it figured out. My melodramatic heart was broken because we couldn’t get into Husk or FIG, but there will be a next time.
It was a beautiful, fun, fast weekend and I can’t wait to go back. I’ll leave you with this: Bride’s Magazine, take note. Right?!