If you follow me on Twitter, you may have noticed that I’m currently in the Rockies, out in the tundra otherwise known as Colorado. I arrived two days ago, sticking out like a sore, ‘try-too-hard to be normal just to backfire’ thumb in cat-eye sunglasses and a Michael Kors fur-collar coat I felt looked rustic, only to have to text my mother immediately after walking out of the airport to say ‘I’m here. And I look like an a**hole’. But whatever, I like it out here. It’s beautiful and they have great food and I also like my brother, the actual reason for this visit.
This afternoon, while my brother preps for a work trip to ski resorts across France, I will be packing up his ridiculously large (to me) Tahoe truck complete with his black lab, Boozer, and hitting the dusty trail to Denver where I will pick-up his lovely girlfriend as we begin our journey across the country. Yup, the three of us girls (yes, Boozer is a lady dog) will be making our way back to the East Coast over the next 3 days, fingers crossed, and it’s probably going to be as ridiculous as it will be boring.
I’ll be doing my best to document this voyage with hopefully more than video of me talking to the dog like she’s a person and complaining that my butt is asleep, so make sure that you are following me on Twitter, Instagram (@thrillofthechaise) and Facebook to keep an eye on us. My 86-year-old great-aunt called me last night to tell me that I better stay out of trouble. This does not bode well.
As you may or may not know, I recently arrived back on the East coast after a ten-day stay with my baby brother boy out in the beautiful state of Colorado. Aside from two visits out to San Francisco in the last year, this was my first time to properly visit the wild West and it did not disappoint.
The thing about a place like Boulder, Colorado is that whatever I say cannot do justice to what I can show, so I am going to keep my chatting to a minimum and make this more of a picture book. I hiked, hugged, cooked, swam, relaxed and really enjoyed not just some proper time with my brother who I adore but with my whole family when my parents made the trip out later in my visit. Not to be missed either are my brother’s wonderful other half (to whom most of these images are credited) and his black lab, Boozer, who is my new best gal pal.
I do have some more specific posts to write about great things I did like visit the Yves St. Laurent exhibition at the Denver Art Museum so keep an eye out.
Tucker, Boozer & I at the top point of our hike.
Miss Boozer and her Bobby Dazzler (read more here).
Rock shard ‘field’ I climbed my way up.
View from the plane.
Brother and Boozer in the lake.
Celebrating Boozer’s 5th birthday.
A welcome sign on my bed made by my brother’s girlfriend, the lovely Kanoe.
By the pool.
The lovely end to a Sunday brunch.
Kanoe’s portrait of me
If you’re in the Boulder/Denver area and need a photographer, get in touch with me (here). Most of these photos are by Kanoe Wentworth who has an incredible eye and talent. Not to mention being an all-around lovely lady.