Quaint coastal cottages, powder soft sand, surf lessons on picturesque beaches, decadent gelato eaten with wooden spoons, pastel bicycles traversing narrow streets, lazy lunches at the club, and plenty of scantily clad bodies walking barefoot through tides as the sunset paints the sky orange. It’s summertime, and you’re invited to join the fun in Holly Peterson’s delicious new beach read, It Happens in the Hamptons.   Continue reading “Secrets and Scandals Abound In Holly Peterson’s ‘It Happens in the Hamptons’ [REVIEW]”