I just returned from a beach vacation with family and feel compelled to tell you about the highlight of my trip: the Corkcicle Vinnebago. I promise you this is not a shameless media plug, you guys—this is the real deal. Prior to my trip, I was sent The Vinnebago, an insulated, stainless steel canteen that claims to keep hot fluids hot and cold fluids cold (yeah, okay, I’ve heard that before). I knew that the true test would be bringing the bottle with me to the Jersey Shore, where me and my family of winos could properly try out out the merchandise in the sweltering heat. Keep reading »
In my mind, I am someone who can float through life, all free-spirited like, taking impromptu trips and just going with the flow. I envision myself as the type of person who can truly make it through the weekend with only a weekender bag. I’m the girl that can grab a towel and a bottle of SPF and head to the beach for a day of fun and sand. In reality, nothing is further from the truth.
I tell myself a lot of lies, it would seem. Until recently, I was under the impression that I enjoyed the beach. I would get super pumped for beach days only to arrive and realize that I don’t really like sand, people, or sun. I like the water though, so at least I have that.
I’ve had to accept that I’m neither free-spirited nor beach-loving. Alas, living in Florida means that a lot of socializing happens al fresco, and I’m not going to miss a party just because sand is aggravating. In short, I am going to have fun in spite of myself because, while I do not enjoy the beach, some of my friends and family do. I’ve learned, though, that tolerating the beach is not something I can wing. Preparation is key, as is setting realistic expectations for oneself, and knowing that I need to plan has helped me create a kit for enjoying the beach even though it’s not really my thing: Keep reading »
Summer is in full swing and I don’t know about you, but I pack for the beach like I pack for a mini vacation. A beach tote is essential, and must be large enough to carry my towel, sunscreen, sunglasses, snacks, beverage, brush, and a change of clothes, but adorable enough to carry around town. In addition, a big, can’t-miss-it beach towel is key. After a long walk on the beach, your unique towel is the only identifier of your spot — plus, don’t you want one you can wear like a sarong?
Is it summer yet? I’m dreaming of sand, sun, and saltwater. When I saw this Cynthia Vincent clutch, my heart screamed “need!” but my brain said “no way!” I have never purchased a clutch for $295 and have no intention of starting now. If you can’t wait to go to the beach, or wear the beach under your arm, try Island Betty Hawaii’s version available on Etsy!
On the one hand, summer holidays are awesome. On the other, Labor Day weekend marks the unofficial end of the season. So while we’re stoked to have Monday off, we’re not so excited about the prospect of colder days and wearing more layers. It’s with that in mind that we made this Summer Bummer mix, full of songs that deftly capture that melancholy end of summer vibe. Take a listen, and share your favorite sad summer jams in the comments. Keep reading »
I don’t know about you, but I’ve always been okay with peeing in the ocean. Mostly because it’s annoying to pee when you’re wearing a one-piece bathing suit, which I wore when I was a kid, so I just got into the habit of letting it flow in the ocean. I think most people feel that it’s harmless and even enjoy peeing in the ocean, although some people seem to believe it’s wrong and/or weird. Inevitably, these non-ocean urinators are met with a slew of justifications from the pro-ocean urinators: That’s where the fish pee! The salt water makes the already sterile urine even more sterile! Or something! Everyone does it! The natural world is our toilet! Keep reading »