Wellness: Lima, Peru: Zest Spa at Miraflores Park Hotel
Considering a visit to Lima, Peru? Head over for a relaxing massage at Zest, a luxury spa nestled within the five-star Miraflores Park Hotel
Style: San Francisco, USA: Fashion Week!
by Madeleine Zinn When my lovely editor at Tango Diva suggested I cover San Francisco Fashion Week, I jumped at the chance. The closest I came while in New York was trolling the outside of tents at Bryant Park. I saw no clothing, no models or designers. But it was exhilarating nonetheless. So to actually…
Style: Ultimate Tote Bag: Jack George and I
Traveling without Jack George will never happen. No, they are not a set of gorgeous twins from Stockholm. One can only wish. Jack George is not my personal trainer either, although I do need one the way I eat when I travel. It is hard to tell you about Jack George, because for the past…
Wellness: Manitoba, Canada: Swimming with Baby Beluga
by Sharon Spence Lieb —Churchill, Manitoba, Canada: Wriggling into a too-tight neoprene wetsuit, I’m ready to hug a beluga. I’ve flown 1910 miles from Charleston, South Carolina, to Hudson Bay, Canada, to swim with the 3,000 snow white beluga whales summering in Hudson Bay. “Welcome to The Beluga Capital of the World,” says our guide,…
Wellness: Kauai, USA: Magical Hanalei Bay
by Karla Erovick Kauai has always held an allure for me. Although I’ve visited the better known Hawaiian Islands, I had yet to visit Kauai, the Garden Island. I am struck by the lushness of the island and the hundreds of shades of green, its dramatic coastline, pristine beaches and the relaxing and welcoming vibe….
Inspiration: Australia/Tasmania: Wild Sports Ease the Pain of Break-Ups
by Leah Krauss Some girls deal with tough breakups by eating a pint of Hagen Daaz. Some dye their hair blonde. I happened to be traveling alone for the first time in Australia when it happened, and I went with grueling displays of sport to redirect my pain. What you have to understand about this…
Style: Body Linens: Couture for the Nightshift
by Michelle McDermott It truly was the night before Christmas. In the luxurious surroundings of my upscale, Scottish hotel room, I could hear the muffled sounds of the snow falling gently against the window. As the clock ticked, I drifted off to LaLa Land wrapped in the baby-soft, billowing 500 thread count Frette sheets. Sound…