Kiawah and Seabrook Islands are fancy schmancy islands off the edge of the Lowcountry. One of my favorite things about this destination is the 45 minute drive, lined with gorgeous oak trees which drip with spanish moss over the two-laned road. Ben was a worship leader at a church out there when we first met, so there were lots of Sunday morning sunrises taken in down that road.
There is a really fantastic retail center between the two islands called Freshfields Village, with lots of fun shops and a great little green space in the center where they hold concerts and what not.
We milled around in a fabulous little toy store called Wonderworks. I think it is a local chain.
We had so much fun just walking around and seeing what was there, you know, by some off chance that we will ever have money to burn.
We found these very expensive ice cream cone nick-nacks. If my husband didn't despise clutter I could imagine them placed prominently in my kitchen. (Sidenote: I am actually very thankful he hates clutter. It keeps me in check...)
Seriously diggin' this bedroom set. See the walls full of fabric swatches? Custom = PRICEY.
We left the home store since we were both getting twitchy, and headed to where else but the grocery store. You can always afford something at the supermarket!
We decided to grab lunch there, and we were so glad we did.
Total spent: around ten bucks. We split that HUGE sub and got lots of refills on our drink.
And then got ice cream because breastfeeding women
Look at my little five week old sleeping beauty. Stop this train.
Needless to say, we barely made it out to the actual beach. I don't even have a picture to prove that we drove in and drove out. Oh well. The weather was kind of jankety anyways. Next time!
Oh, and thank you Rebecca P. for your suggestion to hit up Freshfields!
