Vintage wrapping paper via Etsy.
Happy Valentine's Day, my sweets! I've never thought Valentine's Day should be too sticky sweet, but my mom and dad always made it a bright spot in the cloudy and cold ides of February with a bundle of small goodies on our Valentine's breakfast table, or fun care packages during college.
Pic via neatneatneat.wordpress.com.
I can’t help but have a little fun with it too. Over the weekend we had dinner at Aquitaine in the South End (South African rosé and steak frites… mmm!) and this morning we found that St. Valentine left one of these for John, a darling little one of these for me (such a treat! it arrived in a little v-shaped vase in a very soft red), and some caramels with sea salt in college boxes from Beacon Hill Chocolates.
Neither one of us graced the halls of Harvard, but this was the only picture on the website.
And maybe a yummy from our local Polka Dog Bakery…
…and you can pick up some rosé that gives back too. For you Bostonians, The Wine Emporium on Dartmouth & Tremont is well stocked up with Ken Forrester’s South African Petit Rose, which benefits that a charity that I quite honestly can’t remember. I left my bottle in the fridge, but I’ll check the beneficiary on the poster in the Wine Emporium’s window on my way home tonight.
And from FEED, the new LOVE bag.
Apparently Valentine’s Day and Saint Valentine date back to the age of courtly love and the courts of Aquitaine and others. So, after an Aquitaine dinner, I think it’s only appropriate to watch the story of Guinevere, King Arthur and Lancelot tonight. This might be the most male-friendly Valentine’s movie around — Sean Connery, a beautiful lady and the noble Knights of the Roundtable.
Via Eras of Elegance.
Via Virtual History.
Nothing like the timelessness of love.