Anguillian Anecdotes | Part II

Round two of Anguillian Anecdotes has arrived in hot. I'm not going to lie, I meant to get a travel guide up today, but a) I'm very sleep-deprived from hours on hours of school work, b) Did not have the time to make the guide 100%. Thus, some blogging switch-a-roo took place and I promise that my latest Sailor Travels guide will be released on Monday. 


Have a lovely weekend! 


Out At The End | Montauk


On Sunday, the fam and I made a day-trip out to Montauk. It's been eons since I was last there... I was maybe 8 or 9, give or take a few. From what I can recall about my first trip out to the end is all good and grand things: pristine beaches, rocky edges, and a relaxed nature about the beach town. Since then, Montauk has turned into a summer hub for stylish New Yorkers since The Surf Lodge, (new & improved) Gurney's, and other hipster places opened for business. During the summer, I can assure you that Montauk isn't exactly my vibe- I much prefer it in the winter due to my affinity for visiting seaside towns in the off-season.

I genuinely fell in love with Montauk. It was quiet, untouched, and retained it's known reputation of a surfer and beach bum haven. Locals were out surfing early in the morning and the few coffeeshops and diners were bustling. I truly find it fascinating how certain people can click with places. Ask my family: I was legitimately on a high from being out there. Still pondering if that is normal/socially a-okay, but goes to show you how much we are effected by our environment. As much I love bustling cities, nothing leaves me more refreshed and renewed than a dosage of the best medicine. Further confirming my rule that salt water and some fresh air is a million times better than _____. [endless options can go there]

I plan on returning as soon as I have a free moment. April? 

Oh, and I also found my dream home. Shingles. Mint door. 10 feet from the beach.
Where do I sign up?



As we are finally wrap up my Miami posts, what better way to begin the end than with these insane views from 1 Hotels. Nothing, right? Right. 


If you know anything about me, is that I’m a sucker for a great view. Whether, we are talking about a skyrise view, hotel balcony, or the coveted window seat, nine times out of ten, I’ll be there. What I find so magical about a high up view is that it always centers me and reminds me how tiny we are in a big world. Plus, it doesn’t hurt when what you're staring at is as breathtaking as the Atlantic. 

Of course, I must now include some random story.

Brb, pausing. 

When I was little, I used to avoid/fight with my brother over having the window seat on airplanes. I, young and stupid Sloane, was all about having the extra leg room that came along with an aisle seat. Let us ignore all the problems with that logic, and rejoice that I’ve moved on from my bizarre fascination of the aisle seat. 

Returning to 1 Hotels.

Perhaps one of the best, if not the best, views on South Beach comes from the rooftop of 1 Hotels. The rooftop pool and restaurant have 360 view of Miami; including downtown in the distance, all of the beach, and serious eye mileage of the Atlantic. If you’d like to see more great views, head downtown in this post here, or stay tuned for my Miami travel guide later this week.

And I’m sorry for the pain these photos have caused you if you the temperature is reading below 30 today. Me too. We can cry together. 

Adventure Awaits

Wearing: Brandy Melville top, Vintage shorts (worn here), Sperry shoes c/o 

When I'm asked to write my bio, I put the same old, same old type, but what I actually want to write: 

Hi, my name is Sloane and I'm an adventure seeker. Not the person that will go base-jumping, or eat snakes (um, just no), but I live life as the wind takes me (school, permitting *wink*). 

One place I always find myself turning to? You guessed it, the ocean. It's a scary, bone-chilling, unknown world out there, but my lord, it's a beautiful one. So next time you find yourself by the world's end, fall in love with its mysterious glory, and bask in the hidden safety of it. Trust me, you'll never want to return home. 


Shot in Newport, RI.

Fur x Cableknit

Wearing: Topshop faux fur jacketMother jeans,  J.Crew sweaterStan Smiths sneakers

I've always found fur a little over the top or too dramatic for my own style. But, maybe it's from my growing liking in animal print that I've been drawn to the old hollywood feel of (faux) fur as of late. 

Alas, I happen not to be attending any glamorous parties in the near future (aren't you shocked??), so a fur jacket will not be paired with a ball gown. Instead it acts as a little bam-boom to my daily wardrobe of denim, knits... I would say sneakers, but booties have been taking over in the shoe department. 

On another note, I hope you had a very merry Christmas! Enjoy your holidays, and perhaps depart the interwebz for a bit? We all could use a little r&r.


Wearing: Acne Studios sweatshirt,James Jeans c/o,New Balance sneakersRay-Ban shades


“I really don't know why it is that all of us are so committed to the sea, except I think it's because in addition to the fact that the sea changes, and the light changes, and ships change, it's because we all came from the sea. And it is an interesting biological fact that all of us have in our veins the exact same percentage of salt in our blood that exists in the ocean, and, therefore, we have salt in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears. We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea - whether it is to sail or to watch it - we are going back from whence we came."- JFK 

Any time I'm visiting Rhode Island, I always try to make it to the lighthouse at Castle Hill Inn. Tucked away on a rocky point- cue the cliche- it's the perfect escape. Perched on the rocky edge whilst watching fisherman and the boats break through the waters before they head out to the Atlantic brought a moment of serendipity to my day. The ocean has this ability to make you feel so small, but is incredibly comforting as well. 

Last weekend was no different and as always, my hair was a windy mess and I was dressed like a Acne Studios 90s kid. 

It's true: some things never change. 


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