There's something about a beach house that gets me every time. I don't think it's because it's summer here and I'm craving an escape to sea and sand. No I'd be happy in the dead of winter. I think it's the way of life. Relaxed, nothing too precious to worry about breaking or ruining with damp swim suits and sand (OK use a dry towel on the couch). A family home, a place for friends to congregate, an oasis from the hubbub of everyday life. In my dreams I have a beach house just like this Hamptons cottage by Jenny Wolf Interiors.
