Wandering down Park Avenue (that’s St. Bart’s) with Francesca & a camera, in search of outdoor cocktails and appetizers.
We tried Lavo (no no no, way crowded and a wee bit creepy), then the Kimberly Hotel rooftop (closed for a private event, but thank you to @nandita and @LPDiane for the rec – will go soon), then were sent next door to Nikki Beach (no, for the same rea$ons that I won’t be heading to St. Tropez anytime soon), and finally ended up at Mint, a random Indian-Asian fusion place with no outdoor space, but very nice samosas and weirdly heavy vodka pours (Francesca’s vodka on the rocks was…a rocks glass full – to the top – of vodka).
P.S. Aww.
This is us walking that stretch of city (Park in the 50s) just about two years ago, right after I started blogging (during the side-braid era, as you can see). I wore that exact necklace last night; other than that, very little is the same.
