Let’s talk about the perfect Saturday. I’ll go first.
My perfect Saturday…
My boyfriend is here. We are in Charleston, at my apartment. We sleep in and get in a workout. He makes me breakfast. I am lazy in the kitchen, so when someone cooks for me it’s just the best. Honestly, I love a really simple breakfast. Some toast with cheesy scrambled eggs and I’m really really happy. OR since this is a perfect ideal day, maybe we’ve ordered Ess-a-Bagel on Goldbelly. The best bagels, ever. I dream about those bagels! One thing I really miss about New York is their bagels. Breakfast includes lots of beverages: a big glass of water, a fancy coffee (brewed in my beloved Miele coffee maker), and homemade green juice.
We make sandwiches, pack a bag with towels, books, a bottle of wine… we head to the beach with our friends. I am reading a really good book that I can’t put down but I put it down to be present and laugh with my friends. We swim and play in the waves. Then we get ice cream on the way home.
We pack things up at 5 or so, head home to shower and put on nice clothes. We start the night at Chez Nous for dinner (my absolute favorite restaurant here in Charleston) or maybe Chubby Fish (my other favorite) and end the night with a fun, fancy cocktail nightcap at Vintage Lounge.
We’re responsible though: home by ten to snuggle up with an old movie. Tyrion is feeling snuggly and curls up between us.
(I’d have an entirely different perfect Saturday in New York. It would likely involve an art museum or two, Polo Bar, and Bemelman’s. And bagels, too!)
That’s my perfect Saturday… now tell me yours!