Each year like clockwork, as soon as the week of Thanksgiving rolls around, I unfailingly begin to itch to escape to a warmer clime. December in the tropics–be it Floridian, Bahamian, or any of the myriad sunny, breezy locales to spend the festive season–is, in my opinion, the very best time of year. So in that vein, I pulled together the next installment of our EIBF series: everything I’d buy for: a tropical escape. Coquina walls, treillaged terraces, and (painted) wicker on wicker–this is my dream winter hideaway.
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transport me to palm trees and pink sand

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