I spent last week in Aspen with my sister and her three precious girls, which is a pretty hard- to- beat combination. It was a little bit cooler there than here in Houston. And it smelled a lot better. Especially when we were eating these amazing truffle fries.
Wow. Those were so good. And so were the orange mojitos, now that I think of it.
Aspen is quite the microcosm of indulgence. I saw more Louis Vuitton bags walking down the sidewalk than I do on the Champs Elysees. Jewelry stores and art galleries were abundant. And the people were all thin and super-fit. I think the town of Aspen must check the BMI of all prospective property owners to ensure that they fall into the acceptable range of NO body fat. Some of the fat seemed to have been pushed up into women’s lips, but that was the only place I saw it.
Summer flowers are always a treat for me, as nothing much blooms in these parts after mid-May. That’s an exaggeration, but we certainly don’t have displays like these.
The Ralph Lauren store was in full bloom, too.
Of course we rode the gondola to the top of a mountain and admired the views.
Spending time with my sister and niece-lets was the best part.
I came home in time for a gorgeous sail on Galveston Bay with some great friends who actually kept all three of our kids one week so that Mark and I could go on vacation. And my youngest was potty training at the time. She is 18 today. Whoa. But I digress. The sunset was spectacular.
So that’s what I have been doing lately. And tomorrow I get to hop on a plane to Paris for 10 days. Yippee! Stay tuned for more Paris, mes amis! I am so hoping to see the end of the Tour de France Sunday night, so if I can capture any of it on my camera, you will see it here!
Off to pack and celebrate a birthday.
Y’all come back now!