I’ve always wanted to visit California, specifically Palm Springs. Growing up on the East Coast, it just wasn’t an easy trip to make. Jer grew up in Colorado, so getting here was much easier for him, and he’s been all over California and the entire West Coast (even down to Tijuana several times, which I learned from The OC is not a place I should be going).
So, my dreams have finally been realized: WE’RE IN PALM SPRINGS! It took all of 12 hours for me to decide this is my perfect city. Here are 5 reasons why:
1. The Scenery. I expected palm trees of course, but the view blew me away. Rows and rows of perfect palm trees, swaying in the breeze, exactly like you’d imagine. Driving in you see wind farms and impossibly close mountains. Every time we’d go down a new street I’d say, “I really do just love it here!”
2. The Eating. We ate enormous German pancakes at Elmer’s, tried the bacon flight at Cheeky’s, devoured grasshopper pie at King’s Highway at the Ace Hotel, and inhaled the grilled artichoke at the Cliffhouse in nearby La Quinta. I’m leaving approximately 10lbs heavier.
3. The Vibes. If you’re like me and swoon over midcentury modern homes, this is the place for you. At the Palm Springs Visitor’s Center you can pick up a Modern Architecture Tour Map or download the app. Or you can do what we did and just google it. We also drove through the Vista Las Palmas neighborhood both during the day at at night, we loved it so much. Jer and I chose our favorite house, 965 Rose Avenue. Drive by, wave at the lacquered turquoise door against a stunning mountain backdrop, and dream of caftan days by the pool.
4. The Shopping. Of course there are vintage shops galore, colorful prints and to die for home goods at Trina Turk, but if you get tired of that, there are outlets. Oh, are there outlets. These are not your normal outlets, they’re designer outlets. Valentino, Alexander McQueen, Prada, Fendi, La Perla, Burberry, Versace, YSL (the store adopted Saint Laurent, but the overhead sign still said YSL?), Carolina Herrera, etc. They also have my favorite store, Calypso St. Barth, where the ENTIRE STORE was 50% off. Cute meltdown mode because I only have a carry-on.
5. The Hotels. We popped into all the cult favorites: The Parker (incredible), The Viceroy (totally luxe), The Ace (very hip), and The Saguaro (perfect place to party). My favorite was the former Viceroy, it’s now called the Avalon, which is a totally boring name. It was luxe for sure, but quiet and I felt like I could round any corner and spot an incognito celebrity. Speaking of quiet, the whole town of Palm Springs was quiet and so laid back.
Needless to say, I’m now saving my pennies for a Palm Springs retirement.