It may be St. Patrick’s Day, but all I see is pink! How cute are all these little petticoat skirts from Gigi’s in Rosemary Beach? I can’t wait til Emery is big enough to play with these! They’re just adorable.
I LOVE this little outfit that would be perfect for the fourth of July. Maybe in a few years.
The second night of the fabulous 30A Songwriters Festival rolled on with non-stop amazing performances at venues like Rosemary Beach Town Hall, Caliza Pool at Alys Beach, Bud & Alley’s, Fish Out of Water, Shorty’s, Stinky’s and Bluz. Here are a few of the snapshots I was able to get, despite the crowds everywhere and constant drizzle. It was amazing! Such intimate performances and great talent. I loved every bit of it!
Rain soaked Caliza
Everyone was trying to squeeze under the tent to stay dry!
Susanna Hoffs, Matthew Sweet, Shawn Mullins, Amy Ray
Singing Manic Monday
Amy Ray of the Indigo Girls
I found a (sort-of) dry spot for a minute
Lari White at Bud & Alley’s was fantastic!
Note: a little water-proofing spray on suede boots goes a long way!
Chely Wright and Rodney Crowell at Fish Out of Water
Now, what you’ve all been waiting for…..
Susanna Hoffs sings Eternal Flame!
I stopped in at Cowgirl Kitchen in Rosemary Beach not too long ago with one of my bros and had a nice little meal. It’s always fun to see the different looks each community has that define them and set them apart. This is what you see when you turn south off 30A and head a block toward the beach.
And here was the destination – the delicious Cowgirl Kitchen!
The decor is so fun! I love this “Buckaroo” chick in the corner and the mix of frames and art on the walls.
I’m sure “Don’t Mess With Texas” was written somewhere inside. We sat inside at the red bar (not the Red Bar) and I went straight for the BBQ tacos. They were so good, I ate every bite!
The pizza looked pretty tasty too and was enough to take home a little for later.
I had to show the parking job below, because I was pretty proud of it. Apparently driving back and forth down 30A at 35-45 mph with only stop signs, pedestrians and cyclists in the way has reduced my once-amazing driving/parking skills (which probably peaked during the FSU days) to next to nothing. Lloyd had to lead me through, step by step. It was a success! I’m not sure he thought it was as great an accomplishment as I did, though.
I was there tonight for dinner and it turns out a little lady named Sheryl Crow was there just a few hours before!