After a late flight and hangover from too many cosmos at the airport, who wouldn’t want to wake up to this beautiful puff of hope. I remember how light it tasted, lifting my exhaustion and making the bags under my eyes seem not so noticeable. Below was my view from the Purple Penguin Cafe on Ocean Drive where I enjoyed my mocha. Miami was just as much beautiful as it was swanky. So much to explore, until next time South beach!