Palm Beach chic

Palm Beach is a chic and quiet inter-coastal island just off the coast of Florida. It thumbs its nose at the glitzy South Beach in Florida and shrugs off Rodeo Drive in LA complete with the exclusive Worth Ave, complete with pricey art galleries and spicy polo play players. Those privileged enough to live here shop at exclusive boutiques, never carry cash and hold parties on yachts the size of large cruise ships.

There is such store put on an evening meal that you could be mistaken for thinking the Queen herself was coming to dine, and yet you can pass Palm Beach on the motorway without even realising it. The best selling author James Patterson enjoys an opulent life on Palm Beach, thanks to the millions who buy his books. The Kennedy Estate is now the Palm Beach Historical Society but isn’t open to the public, and Donald Trump can also be spotted.

There are the standard cultural spots to be found on Palm Beach but they are that little bit special; The Hibel Museum of Art, the Henry Morris Flagler museum and the Royal Poinciana Playhouse, as well as the highly coveted Palm Beach Invitational International Piano Competition which is held every spring,

Palm beach has grace, elegance, and quiet and secret places in abundance. It’s hidden gardens are stunningly beautiful and visitors from the hectic mainland will embrace the tranquillity and refinement with open arms. When you cross the Flagler Street Bridge onto Palm Beach, the first thing you will do is stop and take a deep breath.

One of the first places you will notice is the rather haughtily entitled Society Of The Four Arts. This is a common sounding name in Palm Beach as they love titles that include the words royal or society. The Four Arts is a non-profit making cultural organisation that was first founded in 1936 and every season, between November and April, it presents concerts, educational programmes, films, notable speakers and art exhibitions. The best time to go to avoid the, albeit serene, crowds is in May.

The library is the ultimate in silence, it is deserted bar the lady at the front desk, who will barely nod to acknowledge your arrival. Taking the elevator up to the second floor will bring you into the children’s library, which is currently hosting a show of rare photographs from Bhutan, the Buddhist kingdom in the Himalayas.