how i spent my weekend.
sometimes living in l.a. is kind of choice. for instance, you can hop on a plane and 2 hours later be sitting, pool side, gazing at whales in the sea of cortez. it really doesn't suck that much. actually, what i wanted to share with you was a bit of the, beautiful, 90 million re-do of 'the one and only, palmilla'. although the compound itself is large, you really don't see a lot of the other guests. which, snotty old me, really enjoys when i have 48 hours to decompress.
the beautiful chapel on the grounds: a very simple idea, banana leaves wrapping the inside of cylindrical vases filled with water, a hibiscus floats at the top, and black rocks create a visual anchor.they give you great swag too. this is one of several little 'gifts' that were left in the room each night.
this is the entry way into our 'room. so private.our out door 'living room' : i love this padded headboard. for those of you in the mid-west, charlie trotter is the chef of 'C'. the food and service is decadent. loved the carpets used throughout. the color combinations were so fresh and unpredictable. of course, we had to have some local fare, and so ventured out to a local neighborhood for an incredible lunch of tacos. seriously, it really was incredible...in the best way. (and, yes, i noticed the disparity) now it's back to reality! i would highly recommend this hotel if you can swing it. it was heavenly, if only for 48 hours.