Charleston is more than just historic buildings and beautiful houses.
It sits right beside the water, giving the people who call it home the perfect marriage of city life and beach living.
Something I experienced for myself when Jules suggested a bike ride to watch the sun set over the water.
Striped top // Skinny jeans // Espadrilles
White shirt // Pink skirt // Ballet flats
On pretty pastel bikes with little wicker baskets.
The music of birds singing & crickets chirping dancing along the warm spring breeze.
Surrounded by a blossoming woodland.
The sort of evening where you have to pinch yourself to check you’re not dreaming.
Dream or not, we set off in search of the sunset.
Riding all the way out of town, to where Mount Pleasant meets the sea.
Racing along the boardwalks and laughing so much I thought we’d fall!
We found a soft patch of grass beneath a palm tree and set up camp.
Spread out a quilt and made ourselves very much at home, on the water’s edge.
Opening our liquid picnic just as the sun turned the entire sky a dusty rose shade of pink.
We toasted to another adventure together.
And looked on as the sun slipped into the sea.
Snuggled beneath the waving palms, reminiscing about the past and nonchalantly dreaming of the future.
There’s something about being beside the water that just reminds you to slow down once in a while.
To take a deep breath and appreciate the small things.
Like two bicycles leaning against a tree, a cold glass of rosé and friendships you hope will last a lifetime.
