Pastel alleys. Shuttered verandas. Candlelit courtyards. The slow bloom of magnolia at dusk — and the city we picked, before any other, to compose a weekend in.
We start in one city, and one city only. Charleston is where every House of Weekends weekend comes together — and where our studio, our vendor relationships, and our standards have been quietly built for the women who come here to celebrate.
The bride picks her setting: a private historic home on South Battery with room to dance, a suite at a hand-picked boutique hotel, or a Rainbow Row rental kept in the family. From there, we handle the rest.
Charleston is small, but specific. Each pocket of the city brings a different mood to the weekend — and we know them all by hand.
Cobblestone quiet, gas lanterns, and the city's most private courtyards. Our go-to setting for a weekend that belongs entirely to her party.
The Charleston everyone shows up hoping for — East Bay's pastel facades steps from the Battery, with rentals built to entertain in.
The spine of the city — our hotel list, our favorite boutiques, and the corner tables we save for a late-lunch pause between outfit changes.
White Point Garden at golden hour, carriage rides past Fort Sumter, and the long waterfront walk we slot into nearly every itinerary.
A softer Charleston — leafy streets, historic inns, and the neighborhood we pick for weekends that want more library than dance floor.
Twenty minutes out — private beach houses, catamaran rides, and the sunrise coffee walks we add for parties that want sand at some point.