All posts tagged: Beach

Why I’ll Always Worship the Sun

El sol. Le soleil. Il Sole. In any language, in any part of the world and regardless of the temperature, I love the sun. I could be in the hottest of deserts (I grew up Arizona) or the coldest of climes (Chicago at 30F has brilliant sunshine), either way, the brightest star in the sky makes me happy like nothing else does. Perhaps it’s a function of genetics or environment, but I feel like everything in life is happier, brighter and infused with more energy when it’s sunny outside. Winter offends me, unless I’m traveling to it as a novelty. One of my favorite days of the year is when we turn our clocks ahead and an extra hour of sunlight appears. (I dread the converse.) France has the right idea — each major French city throws a serious party to celebrate the summer solstice, when it stays light until 10:30pm. Bliss! A well-respected futurist once told me that everything about me indicates a foundational need for the sun. My favorite beverages are sun tea (iced …

Snapshots of a 100+ Person Family Picnic

Laurie’s great grandparents (center), grandfather (right) and grandfather’s youngest brother (left). (Photo courtesy Laurie White) When I was a teenager I loathed family reunions. “How is school?” “Where do you plan to go to college?” “Do you have a boyfriend?” Questions that have no real answers. Adolescent hell. I loved my aunts and uncles, and even when I was at my most socially awkward, “I hate it,” “I don’t know,” and “hell no” seemed like dismissive answers, and would have for sure gotten me in trouble. I opted for “Fine,” “I don’t know — University of Maryland, probably,” and “Uh, no.” Simple and marginally true. Our summer picnic on the Chesapeake Bay and the yearly Christmas party were non-negotiable family obligations, however. And even at 15 I knew that these huge events — and my family — were too important to skip, no matter how I felt about it. My grandfather was the oldest of 18 siblings born over a span of 20 years. No one in his generation moved from the DC area, so …

Blister in the Sun: Goth Girl Goes to Puerto Rico

(Photo: YouTube) I hate summer. Heat and humidity make me feel physically ill and I’d far rather shovel my way through a snow bank than feel as though I’m being roasted from the inside out. Pastel clothing is an abomination, and even at my skinniest I could never pull off sleeveless or crop tops. Don’t even get me started on mandals. Men, unless you’re going to invest time and money on regular pedicures, keep those toes out of sight. But more than any other awful aspect of June, July and August, I loathe the sun. It’s just so bright. And hot. It wasn’t always this way. Growing up, my family would spend a week or two in Wildwood, NJ, and at first I tried to embrace the sun, sand and sea. I’d dutifully slather on some Coppertone and spend the morning baking and then jumping in the Atlantic to cool off. But my McHide wasn’t built for sun tanning and no matter how much sunscreen I’d use, I’d go from lightly freckled to giant sun …

The TueDo List: Swim, Lounge, Jam Out & Suit Up

(Photo courtesy Vacationer Facebook Page)The beach. Ah…. I have little else to say besides “take me to one, immediately.” If you’re headed to the shore this weekend, or just wish you were, here are some things to do, buy and wear. Swim Swimming may seem like an obvious must for the beach, but not everyone knows how. Do you? I don’t, and according to the CDC, “many adults and children report that they can’t swim.” Often-quoted, although somewhat dated, research from NIH found that 37 percent of American adults report limited swimming ability. I can paddle around some, and float, but as far as real deal swimming? Nope. And while the beach is good for lounging, if you’re going to go into the water — ever — you should have some skills. Finding a class for adults near you is as easy as googling “adult swimming lessons in (insert your town here).” In my area, the YMCA of Metropolitan Washington offers four adult swimming classes that range from Level 1 (for those who are afraid of the …

Second-Time Travel: Bermuda

The sun sets over Hamilton Harbour. (Photo: Jennifer Hill) One of the best things that I’ve discovered about living on the Eastern Seaboard is that Bermuda is only a short 90-minute flight from most of its major cities. Depending on the season’s flight schedule, one can be up at dawn and on a Bermuda beach by noon. (This is far faster than battling it out in Montauk or planning 18 months in advance for a summer share.) The warm balmy weather, crystal blue water, gorgeous scenery, impeccably polite locals and delicious cuisine all beckon. Bermuda is an easy-going place where one can swim, snorkel, dive, hike, sail, golf and find many other enjoyable ways to pass the time. The evenings are Hollywood-perfect with just the right amount of humidity and breeze for dining al fresco followed by a moonlit walk as the tiny tree frogs serenade you. From the moment one spots the tiny island with the multi-colored houses from the plane, Bermuda is instantly relaxing. Over the past several years, my husband and I (and, …

Shop the Beach: Suits, Sprays and Perfect Totes

“Let’s go to the beach, each/ Let’s go get a wave/ They say, what they gonna say?” We still can’t get that dang Nicki Minaj song out of our heads from two summers ago. And now that we mention it, we’re still singing that line from Jonathan Richman’s “The Beach,”  “Where it’s not what you have on, but what you have not.” Right? And that was like, almost 30 years ago…. Sigh. Anyway while we’re humming and reminiscing, let’s go shopping: Here’s a sampling of our latest gathering of goods on GREAT.LY. Beach-inspired and beach-ready. Suit up. Love + Salt Beach Mist by Julie Wray, $24 Love + Salt is a vegan, volume-enhancing mist that gives hair sultry beach waves. You can spray it all over your body for beautifully hydrated skin thanks to “good” hydrating salts like Himalayan Pink Salt. Two Tickets to Paradise High-Waisted Bikini by Bombshell Bay Swimwear, $99 We dig this psychedelic, high-waisted bikini, with its totally on-trend tropical-jungle print. U.S. sizes 4-12. Turtle Claw Pendant Necklace by Adelia Mae, $44 We like this …

Missing the Carefree Life in Beachtown, Florida

Six happy feet in the sand (Photo: Jody Jones) For five years, just after college, I lived in a super-small beach town. My initial intention was to join my friend Beth for a few weeks in Destin, Florida, then head off to Atlanta to start my “adult” life. But the “sand got in my shoes,” as they say, and I decided to stay in Destin for a little while. In retrospect, it was a good call. No, actually, a great one. I got a job with the local newspaper — a twice-weekly that still laid out the pages with X-Acto knives and wax. No website here. I started on the lowest rung, as the government beat reporter for the neighboring burgh, Walton County covering fire district meetings and mosquito control division meetings. Scintillating! The most important task was attending the county commission meetings in the seat, DeFuniak Springs. My favorite county commission debate involved a man who lived on a dirt road (not uncommon) and was unhappy with the rate of acceleration on his sandy street. To drive …

Editor’s Picks: Our Favorite Sunscreens

What lotions are we digging this summer for sun protection? Here are four favorites from the TueNight Crew. “This Water Babies sunscreen stick has been our go-to for the girls (ages 4 and 6) for the past three years. It’s durable and small, I keep it in my purse and the lid doesn’t break or fall off. I also use it myself for my cheekbones, eyebrows and collarbones when I’m too lazy to put anything else on.” – Adrianna Dufay, Product Manager Coppertone Water Babies Sunscreen Stick, $5 * “I just recently started using Supergoop’s sunscreen serum for my face and I really like it. It’s light weight and doesn’t feel too sticky-icky (let’s be honest, sunscreen is sunscreen, no one loves how it feels on their face), and it’s been proving my very fair skin with excellent protection.“ –Susan Linney, Editor-at-Large Supergoop! 30+ City Sunscreen Serum, $42 * “In my advanced age I seem to have acquired crazy sun bumps/ sun poisoning. Yay! So sunscreen has become de rigeur (or, actually, it was like …

Margit’s Note: Beach Blanket Bust

I never really dug the beach, for all the obvious reasons. Hot, sticky, sand in butt, burning body, sharks in water. In the early ‘90s, my friend Diane used to call me “Flip Flip Flip” because I’d haul a stack of magazines to the beach, rarely noticing the ocean, the waves, the sand; preferring instead a Stephen Saban club-life column in Details. But then, something changed. For the last seven or so years, I’ve been spending a week in July in the Outer Banks with my husband’s large, extended family. Kids and cousins, old and young pack into two beach houses in Duck, North Carolina. We take turns making dinners, we go swimming in the house pool, we drink his brother’s famous cosmos and we just laze about on a set of overly comfortable couches. Often there are at least four of us crammed around a kitchen table on our laptops — work doesn’t completely stop, of course. In the beginning, I’d balk at spending a week (a week!) at the beach. What the heck …