“Everyone seems to have more time to read on Shelter Island, which is such a luxury”
Forget everything you know about the chi-chi side of the Hamptons; it’s places like these that really makes my heart swell: John and Christine Gachot’s tiny seaside cottage on Shelter Island. It’s secluded enough, yet rooted in a community filled with picture perfect antique stores, local boutiques and eateries. It’s filled with personality and joie de vivre and 100% carefree.
It’s a place where you can whisk away and forget about all the stresses of daily life and slow down your pace; where you can live with sand between your toes and salty ocean mist in your hair. I spent all my childhood summers in a house like this in New Brunswick (albeit way less cool and without all the fun edgy cool boutiques & restaurants around). Still I can vouch that it’s truly a magical environment to be in as a child. Annnd now you know where my love for the seaside comes from.
This is the home of John and Christine Gachot, interior designers at the impossibly cool Gachot Studios. This Manhattanite couple and parents to two growing boys decided to put down their weekend roots in this Cape Cod style cottage a stone’s throw away from the beach. Their knack for pairing vintage items together is infectious, their rockstar-esque edge is admirable. I basically want to become them, or at least get invited for a summer BBQ.
Just a few random things that caught my eye this week… The mood is rainy Spring afternoon somewhere on the East Coast. Sometimes, hunkering down on a rainy Spring day is just as fun as being out and about.
“On a bluff high above the roaring Atlantic Ocean, featuring scents of lady slipper orchids, black pine, bayberry, heather misted by the salty ocean breeze”
Amy Stone introduced me to the Dyptique x Tomas Maier candle collection—my eyes stopped on the Old Montauk Highway candle. The description read: “on a bluff high above the roaring Atlantic Ocean, featuring scents of lady slipper orchids, black pine, bayberry, heather misted by the salty ocean breeze”. This has me itching to drive down the gorgeous curvy road lined with clam bars and sandy dunes. Very few things in life make me feel more alive than driving over that last hill on Old Montauk Highway and gasping in the first views of waves crashing and surfers riding along the coast the picturesque East End town.
“We wanted to make sure we captured the courageously bold, the vintage, the old blue-blood strain, as well as the homey feeling that makes up a truly successful Swedish home” —Jenny Ljungberg
My incessant lust for travel has left me daydreaming about the perfect Fall escape. A day trip trip to the Hamptons this weekend made me realize that, although rumor has it that the Long Island’s East End essentially shuts down after Labor Day weekend, many establishments remain very much open. If anything, the quaint small towns are just as beautiful under the soft autumn light and changing leaves. Pumpkin patches pop up on every corner, the traffic is non-existent and the crowd is an older low-key bunch that seemingly live off trips to the farmer’s market, cable-knit bundled beach strolls and wine-infused home cooking.
Enter c/o the Maidstone hotel—one of the few hotels that remain open through Fall and Winter, and fittingly so. The heartwarming cozy scandinavian interiors are the perfect backdrop to a leisurely weekend escape—where my personal agenda would consist solely of snuggling up in a sea of Josef Frank textiles on a rainy day and flipping through the New York Times while sipping on loose leaf Darjeeling Royal. Anyone with me?