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THE INTERIORS THAT INSPIRED MY FIRST AUSTRALIAN LOVE AFFAIR
Confession: I’m a stalker.
A year and a half ago, I was living in London having just visited Australia for the first time. On that fateful trip, I had fallen in love. No, not with a person, but with a country. My hubby and I had been contemplating a move and I, a firm believer in signs, was waiting for one. This was it. This was my huge, blinding neon sign that we were meant to move to Sydney and live happily ever after.
But, while the universe was on board, it wasn’t going to magically teleport us in an instant. Instead, it was about 7 long months before we stepped foot back on Aussie soil. Hubby searched for jobs, endured intense interviews, negotiated offers, and applied for visas while I… well, I Instagram stalked the sh*t out of anything and everything I could find in Australia.
One of my very favourite accounts to obsess over was @atlanticbyronbay. As I sat in dreary, rainy England, it was like a beacon of light. A hope of what my new sun-soaked, beachside life would look like. It represented authentic Australian style and I couldn’t get enough.
And the infatuation didn’t wane when we finally got here – if anything it got more intense. I double clicked every single image they posted and studied every perfectly styled vignette. I was crushing haaard.
So you can imagine how giddy I got when we planned our first trip to Byron Bay and booked ourselves into a room at The Atlantic. To say it lived up to my dreams and expectations is an understatement. It was even better and more beautiful than I could have imagined. Every detail was considered, every corner curated. I fan-girled and photographed from the moment we checked in to when we pulled out of the driveway.
Here are some of my favourite photos from our first (and definitely not our last) stay at The Atlantic.