Last month I attended a feminist summer camp and it changed my life. I’ve struggled for weeks to complete this post. If we were sitting together having a hypothetical cup of coffee I could talk your ear off about my amazing experience, all the things I learned, and how you NEED to attend camp next summer. But sitting here in front of my computer I have been stuck trying to find the right words to express myself so you can feel even a sliver of the magic that was The Compact Camp. So here goes nothing..
Oh California. You stole my heart. Truly, you did. I’m a born and bred New Yorker and was raised to scoff at the mere thought of moving to the West Coast. So what that you have warm weather year round. We have snow! We have Seasons! (Fall really is my favorite, just a little FYI). But no. You had to just go and make me eat my New York City words. I FREAKIN LOVE YOU. A beach day in January? On the day my home town was suffering from an ice storm? Yes please. I’ll take it.
I spent 6 glorious days in the California sun with some of my best girls. On a frigid Friday morning (5am to be exact) my love Natassia and I met at JFK airport. We were welcomed in LA at 10am with nothing but sunshine. We hopped in our rental car and made our way to West Hollywood, where we stayed with our friends who totally ditched NYC for LA (I get it now. I get it.) The photos above are from one of my favorite days. We drove from Hollywood to Malibu beach and planted our butts in the Zuma sand. Afterwards we headed to Moonshadows for a delicious, late lunch and cocktails. #winning. The rest of the trip was equally as amazing although I missed my boys terribly. Thank goodness for FaceTime. I’ll be posting more photos and a little more about my trip tomorrow. I could really use some Cali sun in my life right about now. New York temps are headed up to 25 tomorrow and that’s considered warm in comparison to how cold it has been. I’m missing you LA.
While the bestie and I were planning our 5 day California girls trip (photo dump coming soon 😉 I knew that Palm Springs was a must see during our visit. I am absolutely envious – in the best way possible of course – of all the beautiful Palm Spring photos that wind up on my Instagram feed. When I was asked to check out the Del Marcos hotel I literally jumped at the chance. After we drove through the desert and arrived at the hotel, I was instantly in love.The Del Marcos is absolutely stunning. Designed in 1947 by William F. Cody, the hotel is located right in the center of it all. Our suite was such a treat – gorgeous decor and everything we could possibly need. Hello coffee maker! The pool was a dream and I have found myself constantly wishing I was sitting by the fire pit since I’ve arrived back home to cold NYC. On our last day we rode around on the hotel bikes (I admit we were a bit rusty) and had a blast. Our 2 day Palm Springs getaway was simply amazing – the town, the Del Marcos..I can’t wait to go back. Only this time with my two boys in tow! Lucas needs to get in on the Palm Spring Action!
