Martine Boyer

Slightly ramshackle but unbothered, unbowed and radiant. Like New Orleans herself. @ New… instagram.com/p/BbHiQxoBgY2/

One road in and out of town, snowcapped mountains, singing waterfalls, colorful wooden houses,… instagram.com/p/Ba_9nxoh-is/

Directions to this little black chapel: Budir, Iceland, in the middle of nowhere, perched high… instagram.com/p/Ba7Gz40hJw2/

We bundled up in snow suits, pulled on our boots, donned thick wool hats and even thicker… instagram.com/p/Ba4EoBvh1OO/

A three hour drive to sit by the edge of the lagoon, drink hot chocolate, eat Ritz crackers and… instagram.com/p/Ba2BZ-9h7wq/

Yesterday before meeting a friend for crêpes and spritzers. I marveled at the intricately… instagram.com/p/Baj4Lf7B18O/

Fried kingfish and frozen Palomas on the terrace. New Orleans' Fall is very much like its… instagram.com/p/BahuNSQhQiX/

Twilight approaching dusk and I've just requested the Vespertine (gin, vodka, Meyer lemon and… instagram.com/p/BaaEzjeBkfD/

Spent the day in the mid 1800s among trees that have stories to whisper. @ Oak Alley Plantation instagram.com/p/BaXgrdzhlTF/

Passing through the French Quarter on my way to Ooh Poo Pah Doo bar for the red beans and rice… instagram.com/p/BaU6sh_BzpB/

I had every intention of being productive today but easing into Monday seemed like a better plan. instagram.com/p/BaSOxWGhglx/

At City Hall yesterday, where I spent two hours sitting on an unforgiving wooden chair waiting… instagram.com/p/BaPK0lOBjgd/

A quick stop to buy chunky wool for what will either be a scarf or a hat, as my repertoire… instagram.com/p/BaC8EPfhixo/

This past weekend when I inadvertently stumbled upon Fall in Oxford, Mississippi. @ St. Peter's… instagram.com/p/BaAY-tFhZmA/

Wings and fries with a side of fried chicken sandwich and finishing off with ice cream from the… instagram.com/p/BZ_4tIMBHe_/

Moments before the doors opened last night at "that catfish place," as the locals call it. We… instagram.com/p/BZ9i_41hJye/

It's a long walk from the road to Rowan Oak, William Faulkner's former home, but I have no… instagram.com/p/BZ7EjSBBpRR/

The light is hazy today. It's as if the sun wasn't quite sure if it wanted to wake up or sleep… instagram.com/p/BZ1n_Fkho8B/

Woke with the sun to catch an early flight to New York City and spent the duration of the two… instagram.com/p/BZyuWiXhij5/

Drawing inspiration from someone else's words, and eating red beans and rice and sipping whiskey… instagram.com/p/BZw2k1ch5HV/