Bon Jour, St. Barths

Bon jour, freaks and fellow psychopaths! This B is back from a sexy vacation in St. Barths where we stayed at the chi chi von fancy hotel (read: five star), Cheval Blanc. It was my third time visiting the island, but my first experience at Cheval Blanc. It’s a Louis Vuitton property so words obviously cannot exactly express how over-the-top fab this tiny slice of heaven is, but let’s just say I wanted to smuggle the ridiculously luxe bedding and an adorable mini Moke car upon departure — but I’m a classy broad and refrained from doing so, natch.

Highlights from the trip include:

1. Harassing my husband to no end on my Instagram stories
2. Feeding the free-roaming turtles hibiscus flowers
3. Sleeping in past 7 a.m. and not having to deal with “adulting”
4. Finishing my latest read, The Accidental Princess
5. Sleeping in past 7 a.m.
6. Indulging in a deep-tissue massage in the Caribbean’s only Guerlain spa #blessed
7. Discovering my new favorite rosé, Miraval, and imbibing it as though my life depended on it for sustenance
8. Just “being” with my husband. Alone. Imagine them apples!

{Sincerely Jules dress, Hermès sandals, Martin Pescador fedora, Sophie Anderson bag}