The best part about vacationing is the discovery process. Recently an admirer flew me up to D.C. for my first visit to the nation’s capital and I fell in love. Madly. Not with the guy, but the city itself. From Prospect Park with it’s quaint and quirky shops, to the Georgetown Pier with its stunning views of the Potomac River and The Kennedy Center, I think I may have found my new home base. Just the thought of a chic, cultured D.C, lifestyle is reason enough to trade in my Georgia peach for D.C.’s iconic cherry blossoms. There’s something for everyone: foodies, fashionistas, political savants, and curious history buffs.
No visit to D.C. is complete without visiting the new National African American History Museum. If you’re a veteran, you and a guest get in free, plus you’re able to avoid the hideously long lines! But if you must wait, WAIT. It’s worth it. Forewarning, it’s an emotional exhibit that tugs at the heart.
For the foodies, eating at one of the many chic restaurants on the Georgetown Pier, is a must even if you don’t have a yacht to pull up in! I enjoyed fried shrimp and crab cakes (D.C.’s preferred food group) at Tony and Joe’s Seafood at 3050 K St NW (202-944-4545). The food was as amazing as the views. Woodmont Grill, right outside D.C. in Bethesda, Maryland, lacks the killer views but serves up some of the best BBQ ribs I’ve ever tasted. The live jazz was a neat bonus. (301-656-9755).
And while you’re in Georgetown, stop by Sid Mashburn (men’s chic apparel at 3206 N Street NW, 202-864-0365) and Ann Mashburn (the female equivalent to Sid’s at 3251 Prospect Street NW, Upper Level, 202-864-0367) for utterly timeless and sophisticated pieces.
As an aspiring cookbook author I couldn’t pass up the chance to visit the Dean and Deluca shop in Georgetown. (They’re only in select cities) Their tea section alone is worth the visit! My tea of choice: peppermint! And while you’re there, grab a Dean and Deluca tote! (They’re more stylish than those “I’ve been to D.C. and all I got was this lousy tee-shirt souvenirs”).
A recovering TV producer, I'm working fastidiously--yet unsuccessfully--on my addiction to politics. I'm a hopeless Miles Davis enthusiast, who enjoys gallery-hopping and Nutella cupcakes. I owe my green eyes and gumbo-cooking talent to my Creole genes. And when I'm not blogging all things chic, me and my fur baby Lola Bean Pod are living it up in Atlanta.