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When we were in Palmetto Bluff over the weekend two events were happening. Garden and Gun magazine was holding its annual Made in the South awards. As a magazine editor/fan girl, I was stalking keeping a close eye on that activity/those attendees.

Meanwhile, the rest of the resort seemed to be there to celebrate a wedding between two very stylish New Yorkers—and at least one style blogger guest. Katie was much more focused on that activity. (Seriously. It’s been three days since we returned and she’s still sending me screenshots of Instagram pics from the wedding.)

Both events looked beautiful. The magazine’s party was held under string lights next to the water with oyster shells underfoot and live oaks overhead. The wedding was held under a huge tent in the main square. This photo above is of a section of the backdrop for the band. (Hello, seriously detailed decor.)

I’m not super into weddings, but I love this look. I want it as a running centerpiece on a long table top. Or as a backdrop for a photoshoot. Or just to put in my living room and stare at because it’s so gorgeous. So, I’m posting it here mostly to remember for when I throw my fantasy dinner party. And, of course, just in case you too wanted to just stare at it.

Weekend in Palmetto Bluff/Heaven

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I traveled to Palmetto Bluff this weekend. And it was glorious. This was my second time at this charming resort, which is set on 20,000 acres in the South Carolina Lowcountry, and I’m a little in love with it. Every part of the setting is perfect—from the hundreds of live oaks dripping with Spanish moss to the bright white egrets that perch along the shores of its waterways.

And the resort only enhances the setting. White cottages, tin roofs, and gas-lit paths make you feel like you’ve stepped back in time—but into an incredibly luxurious version of history, complete with endless recreational options, inventive cocktails, and high thread count sheets. Oh, and in case this didn’t already sound like heaven, there are extra-extravagant touches like puppies running around as “canine ambassadors” and a “S’mores Cart” that pulls in so you can roast your own variation of the gooey treat in the riverside firepit every evening (you can’t make this stuff up).

I went with my friend Katie and we had the best time. Highlights included an afternoon kayaking trip, a long morning bike ride, a PB&J cocktail made with peanut-infused bourbon, a fireside pizza-and-wine dinner, and those aforementioned s’mores. Returning to the real world wasn’t easy. Here’s a peek from our trip: