A New Way of Storytelling…

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Our rental home is in Mt. Pleasant, a well-known Charleston neighborhood in between historical downtown and Sullivan&#8217s Island. Functioning from the home most days, I make a priority to take a beach stroll with the dogs at sunrise or sunset (each sufficiently steal one particular&#8217s breath). The frequent and practically continuous access to the Atlantic shoreline has has changed my connection with the sea. Absolutely nothing fairly resets my heartbeat, priorities and point of view like crashing waves against the shoreline&#8230and the comforting believed that Bill Murray lives right here as well (truth).

For these not familiar with Charleston, it&#8217s a pretty vast city. It boasts 3 destinations for prime Atlantic shoreline — Sullivan&#8217s Island, Isle of Palms (IOP) and Folly Beach. Our preferred, without having debate, is Sullivan&#8217s Island. The white seashore is pristine, dolphin spotting assured, restaurants which rival NYC hotspots (not remotely joking) and it was on the island, for the duration of one particular of Charleston&#8217s famously fiery sunrises, that we decided to take an extended city break in the south. As we head dwelling to NYC in spring, I&#8217m grateful I stepped more than my, admittedly, bratty city attitude to knowledge life in the south. I&#8217m even slightly panicking due to the fact I know my ocean sunrises won&#8217t be a element of my morning coffee run in Manhattan how do humans reside without having that?

I&#8217ve discovered&#8230your bones don&#8217t know enchanting till you knowledge a southern summer time thunderstorm&#8230or take an afternoon nap as an orchestra of cicadas give you a individual efficiency. You in no way respect nature&#8217s energy till an Atlantic hurricane pummels pecans onto the roof to the beat of an AK-47. You don&#8217t know southern beauty till you watch Spanish Moss dance on a reside oak. You don&#8217t know American history till you stroll in the footsteps of slaves who sought freedom. You don&#8217t know American cuisine till you&#8217ve had southern BBQ, fried green tomatoes and buttermilk biscuits. You don&#8217t know appropriate etiquette till you attend a Charlestonian dinner celebration in an antebellum mansion. You don&#8217t know fantastic males till you instinctively comprehend the distinction in between Rhetts and Ashleys. Add pushing a boat out of a sandbank at low tide (just wait for the tide to come back FYI) and producing y&#8217all a guest word in vocabulary&#8230Charleston gave me southern trophies I&#8217ll forever cherish.

On the second week of just about every month, I&#8217ll be announcing a new editorial theme in the romantic jet-setter narrative to celebrate all month extended. Be certain to sign up to my newsletter, as KG subscribers will be the initially to know the story to be told.

January&#8217s Story: A Southern Romance

I&#8217m searching forward to these subsequent couple weeks, telling you the story of Charleston and why it&#8217s a location I think preserves the summit of American elegance, artisanship and classic style. Also coming this month to KG.com:

  • A new vintage style column that celebrates America&#8217s most glamorous style icons and jet-setters. Spoiler alert: recreates.
  • A complete extensive guide to my Charleston, like exactly where to dine, discover, shop, entertain and knowledge the most effective of modern day southern luxury. I&#8217m awed by this town&#8217s fervent dedication to preserving the art of American hospitality.
  • The deep exploration of classic southern elegance, style, beauty and entertaining.
  • A handful of magical southern travel moments beyond Charleston

Wishing you all a beautiful Friday and a criminally cozy weekend. I can&#8217t wait to inform the story of my southern affair subsequent week.

xx

KG

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