1940s floral dress: thrift store
Worishofer sandals: Amazon
So I wrote a really long entry and then when I went to save it it got erased. NOT COOL.
To summarize, Grant and I finally went to Hearst Castle a few weeks ago and it was great. We took a tram ride up to the castle while the voice of Alex Trebek regaled us with choice tidbits about WRH like the one time where he kept polar bears in his private menagerie and the caretakers would give them occasional blocks of ice to to chew on.
We decided to go on the bedroom tour and yes, it was grand which was to be expected. However, Grant and I couldn't believe that actual human people willingly lived in this mansion. We thought the rooms were 1. depressing, 2. grim, 3. possibly haunted. WRH loved his antiquities and he liberally decorated with them. A rebuilt Renaissance era church ceiling here, thousands of year old Greek and Roman pottery there, priceless Flemish oil paintings scattered around...you know, the usual.
Anyway, while we thought the insides of the castle were a bit foreboding, the grounds are entirely amazing and so inviting. Julia Morgan, the architect who built this estate, really did a stand up job. It was really hot on the day we went and Grant and I definitely were eyeing the pools longingly. I guess the next weekend was Hearst Castle Employee swim day--how awesome would that be to splash around in the pool?!
Definitely worth a visit if you're up in the Central Coast.