If you’re thinking about falling in love with Charleston, the Old Village of Mount Pleasant is a stop you should make. And the fastidious lair you’re about to see – a true lady of unguessable age – is an idyllic retreat fit for a Queen.
A polished exterior, courtyard entrance, garden, and full-length piazza are the jewels of entertaining her legion on a grandiose street of her own namesake.
She sips Moët & Chandon as she plays the harp in her white leather doeskin sandals while waiting for her daily white glove caviar delivery.
She’s a rare and seductive find, admiring the small assemblies of camera-clutching tourists from her brightly lit throne surrounded in carrera marble.
