I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT THE SOUTH
As I sit in the Atlanta airport, I reflect upon a familiar sense I have every trip I make to the south. People are kind, thoughtful, embracing…and it is so very natural for them. There is a quiet grace with which southerners speak that begs one to lean in a little closer so as not to miss one morsel. Tradition is respected, celebrated and never considered inconvenient. Food is enjoyed, shared and never feared. Children are guided by impeccable manners that are particularly noticeable when encountering young adults. Home is generational be it the same brick and mortar or a few states away. It’s the south and I love it.
In my opinion, there is no one city in the south more southern than Charleston. I am currently pulling out all of the stops to convince my husband that a second home, in Charleston, would be perfect for us.
Elegance is not forgotten in the south. Fine china and silver is loved and shared from one generation to another. Monogrammed linen napkins are within reach whenever and wherever one might partake of food or drink.
My husband is convinced I would have monogrammed him if I had thought of it. There are several iconic southern loves, monograming certainly being at the top of the list. Although I have never waivered in my obsession, there was a period of time when it was considered stuffy. I am happy to witness a resurgence of this treasured touch.
Southern ladies of all ages love their pearls. Yes, a southern lady is always perfectly put together.
As I make my way through the South, I become even more of a foodie. Southerners know what speaks to the soul when it comes to food. How to prepare and to present.
Southerners are true artists when it comes to food…both preperation as well as presentation. Nothing presents more beautifully than silver. Let me tell you, Southerners treasure their silver. Appreciating the beauty and history contributes to the determination to use these pieces to create memories. That is impossible if these treasures are packed away and seldom seen. A fear of silver polishing is a tired excuse.
As I now board the plane that will take me home, I realize I leave a part of my heart in this magnificent part of our country. However, I always take a bit of it with me. I will do my best to emulate what I have seen, tasted and observed. My next few posts will be devoted to the homes of the South. Yes, I have been attracted to the southern home style since I was a girl…but there is more to it than design. The Southern Home is the people who occupy the space. Love of family and friends provide the breathtaking accents. Southerners drink in life in a way and with a consistency like no others. They innately understand that…
EVERY DAY MATTERS