Evan took me out on a date to the Biltmore Estate last weekend, and in my Jane Austen fantasy world it was magnificent. All I've wanted to do since is dig out the old 1800 style dresses my sister used to sew us out of old sheets and boot everyone out of the house so I can sip tea, read books, play cards, walk around the gardens arm in arm, roam the estate on horseback, and have that huge golden library room all to myself. Lucky for me, we got an annual pass so I can pretend to do that anytime I want.
Did I mention they have a winery with free wine tastings and the summers are full of huge stretches of grass in front of the house and crazy beautiful gardens? We'll be living there.