Palm Beach is a tropical playground where leisure is a lifestyle, not a noun. The island is whimsically ridiculous and nostalgically out of touch, which, of course, adds to it’s allure. No one bats an eye when a pig walks down the street, or questions the indulgence of a grocery store valet service. Between the tucked away vias and coconut palms reside individuals with flair. However, an Old Guard Palm Beach resident would not be found in the increasingly bougie and generic designer stores infiltrating historic Worth Avenue. For a true Palm Beach experience tuck into one of the charming Mizner vias dotting Worth Ave, head to South Country Road, or peruse South Dixie Antique Row where style and individuality thrive amongst a nonpareil scattering of antique and vintage stores.
Sundays just sneak up, don’t they? Saturday you’re at brunch sipping lattes and laughing with friends. Suddenly it’s Sunday, and you are staring at your vacuum cleaner with a tear gliding down your face.