Here’s what we did in the city of brotherly love. We literally ate our way thru Philly. The day trip started off with a Starbucks stop and a cinnamon swirl muffin savored in the car as the hot sun dawned for another scorching day. Once arrived in Philadelphia, we took a tour in Franklin Square Park. After that we ventured to the Constitution Museum where we kicked the visit off with a magnificent performance on American history.
G for Guess top
Lunch break happened at around 2pm at Reading Terminal Market, all culinary lovers’ paradise. I opted for a salad I myself composed from Tootsie’s Salad Bar with a cinnamon-cherry-walnut bagel, a flavor combo I had never tasted. The hubs had to give a try to the same Philly Steak sandwich as Obama had chosen. (The hubs already ate Obama approved cookies in Ottawa.) I took coffee to go from Old City Coffee and we headed out to check out the Liberty Bell where in 1776 the founding fathers rang in independence declaration from England.
Our dinner took place at Hard Rock Cafe. I went for Cobb Salad and a glass of Merlot. A delish choice. The hubby savored a mango-pineapple-bacon-cheeseburger, and loved it. We drove back to the Jersey Shore in the twilight after having checked out the Art Museum steps that Rocky ran up, as well as post me dancing at the Philadelphia City Hall. (Video on my Instagram.) So, our vacay is advancing along sweet tunes…
We drove up to Atlantic City to check out the East Coast gambling scene. Well, no moneying for this gal, but some outlet shopping yep. I found a pair of black and white pumps at Payless, a tank top at G for Guess and ballet flats. It’s not the first time that H&M as well as Forever 21 outlet shops leave me longing for more. Seems like their outlet stores are quite the end-of-it-all frock cemeteries.
After shoppin’ till droppin’, we headed out to the boardwalk via Starbucks. We sipped our coffees and munched on our cookies on a bench as people strolled by. Once nourished, we ventured on to check out each end of the boardwalk, stepping into some casinos every once in a while. The most impressive one was the Taj Mahal. A light show projected on a palace wall as well as the 10:15pm fireworks delighted us. After that it was time to grab a bite of delish pizza, mine veggie and his chicken ranch. Atlantic City most likely pales out in comparison to Las Vegas but you can have your sweet moment there. I know I did.
La Senza bra
Hi cupcakes from sunny Cape May, New Jersey! We drove across New York State and got here on Monday. On our way we slept in Edison, outside of New York City. The air-conditioning in the hotel room didn’t work so we won ourselves a free brekkie. I savored a whole wheat, peanut butter and jam bagel with some fresh melon. All my brekkies have actually been a cinnamon-raisin bagel with PB&J. I eat after going for a morning run. I listen to Keith Urban, modern rockish country as I work out. I love my quiet, laid-back mornings.
The past few days have been spent on the beach. I got a boogie board and playing with that has been a blast, I just don’t see time go by as I chase the ride of my life. On the style side, I’ve kept my finger nails neatly pink and toe nails light purple painted. I color coordinate outfit pieces and go easy on the make-up. Staying glam but functional and comfy.
Today’s the French National Day so of course my thoughts wander back to my Parisian years… The City of Lights was a part of my life for a long while. Here are some sweet memories of times gone by. I was young. I drank rose and acted careless. I met lots of new, interesting people. Most passing thru. That’s Paris. Transitioning.
Interestingly, the human mind gets bored, and I needed something else. In came ‘the idea of New York’. I switched to the other side of the Atlantic, didn’t go to NYC but Canada. Now I look at my Paris years with tenderness. It was a phase. A passage I definitely wanted. Paris taught me to be bold, and to dive in fashion. It was there that I decided to be fully me and to let my crazy, lovely creativity shine.
Tonite we’re going to a ball at the French Consulate. Followed by an outdoor concert by a French singer my late French mom-in-law introduced me to. I’ll toast my champagne to her memory. Miss you Marie-Claire!
Oh, these sweet summery days. I’ve been indulging in roller-blading, Often I’ll go swoosh around the track behind the Quebec City Fine Arts Museum, then treat myself to coffee on my way back, stopping over on Grand Alley. Right now the hear wave is over us. A glass of rose wine cooled me off nicely at lunchtime. Little summery sweet bits…
Place Laurier bag
Happy birthday America! My heart belongs to you. You are my American dream. Yep, maybe unrealistic, but an idea I hold dear. The land of opportunity and generosity. The place where I first heard “you are beautiful” and “you dance well”. I look over the Atlantic and I feel blessed to be on this side of the Pond – right now.
I’ll be celebrating with cocktails and yummy bites with my Sweetheart. Our Jersey shore vacay is sweetly approaching… so we’ll be surely talking about that. Also, time to celebrate by booking another vacay for Christmas in Hawaii. From coast to coast, so many gorgeous places to see.
Girls Only sweater