What started as a handwritten entry of ‘bed and breakfast’ on my “Dream List” during my mid-twenties has blossomed into a passion project that exceeded what I thought possible. Candidly, there was a moment when it ceased even to be a thought, rather a forgotten possibility tucked behind responsibilities, to-dos, and day-to-day life.

The blessing: the desire had been concealed but not discarded.

The lesson: your visions are worth holding onto.

While I love trekking across the globe and tapping my feet at a great party, home is my happiest place. I’ve long been the girlfriend who hosts movie nights for the ladies, the mom spreading blankets and prepping snacks for a sleepover, and the hostess with the “mostest” cueing up a playlist, lighting candles, and delighting my family and friends with themed dinners, and game nights. At the risk of using a few overused words, my home is a vibe, a sanctuary, and a safe space all at once.

And all that I’ve poured into my private residence, I have lavished upon Hyde Park Villa. Every detail, from the embroidered robes and hand towels to the personalized placards outside of each bedroom suite, was conceived and executed with love.

There’s so much to share about the breathtaking property, the phenomenal staff, and the longstanding love story with Jamaica, but I must save something for later.

Today, let’s simply celebrate this dream made real and toast to the ones waiting for you to revisit them.

xo,

Dontrey