in my dreams, i live here: hanalei.
ahhh, to live in kauai, or anywhere in the hawaiian islands for that matter — even for just a little while. perhaps just have a little beach shack to retreat to now and then, unplug and disconnect from the weariness of the world. hanalei bay is a nice place for that — it’s ridiculously beautiful, with warm trade winds that blow through the skies keeping everything lush and green and clean. you can get up early and ride waves, get back home with your hair still damp with salty sea water, make yourself pineapple mango smoothies and take the morning in, nice and slowly. in my dreams, i could live here.
i’d have a very casual eat-in dining area in the kitchen, very bright and airy like this favorite from domino magazine; i’d keep it a bit kitschy accessorizing whitewashed walls with stormy seascapes and perhaps hang my one of a kind vintage aqua scarf up; lots of light and pops of color will fill the rooms, like this one from remodelista; and naturally i have to hang one of those big swordfish so popular in beach shacks everywhere, via tria giovan.
the living room would be a mix of a little mid-century modern and island style, with white washed floors to keep sweeping up the sand to a minimum. i think anthropologie’s jaco console would be a good fit — almost reminds me of a longboard; pretty paper lanterns to keep the look low key, via martha stewart; every good beach pad needs a hanging swing chair and i’m going to hang ryan tatar surf photos and embrace my inner hula girl with some vintage prints.
in the bedroom, i’m going to get a little bit exotic, maybe even a little pineapple plantation style — like this bedroom photographed by chris court; and i’ll have a pretty white armoire papered with island style prints; fresh flowers in vintage bowls will decorate my beside from the gardens; and of course, i’ll keep lots of tiger beer on hand, for all the darling surfer boys that will surely be hanging about. one can dream.
• top image via jerry lindholm.