My Week in Style: Summer Friday

In SoCal a summer Friday = beach day, plain and simple. So Grant and I packed up the beach bag, took the top off the jeep, and set our sights on Santa Monica.

Inspired by our local beach volleyball Olympians, Grant put on his best Rosenthal face and I channeled my personal hero Misty May-Treanor for some casual peppering in the sand. After we had officially worn ourselves out, we made our way over to try and snag the best spot on the beach. In case you’re wondering how this is accomplished, the formula is simple – no loud families or seagull lovers…you know who you are.

When coming up with a foolproof beach day outfit, I typically stick with either a cotton maxi dress or jean shorts and a casual top. Depending on the weather, it’s always a safe bet to bring a lightweight button down for those breezy days or to save your skin from looking like the old lady from There’s Something About Mary. I’ve also become a fan of mixing and matching my bikini tops and bottoms – it not only gets more life out of them, but also is sort of a fun styling challenge.

Granted, everything’s a fun styling challenge to me…

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Top: Forever21 (similar here). Boyfriend Jean Shorts: H&M (J Brand cool ones here). Bikini Top: Tommy Hilfiger (I’ve had this swimsuit for as long as I can remember, but found it very fitting when we moved out to LA – cute O’Neill flower bandeau bikini). Bikini Bottoms: Victoria’s Secret double-string bottom. Flip flops: Reefs (just picked these puppies up, haven’t had a pair since college and almost forgot how comfortable they are). Wedges: Zara (I always bring a nicer pair of sandals, just in case we hit up the Promenade for an early dinner after a long day at the beach – also, really like these Toms). Sunglasses: Max Studio from Nordstrom Rack in NYC (modern take on the original wayfarer).

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Grant happened to find us a spot on the beach right where someone left a tennis ball and velcro paddles. I used to play this game with my dad when I was a little girl anytime we’d go to Galveston Island. Growing up in Houston, we weren’t as fortunate to live 10 min. from the beach, so when we packed up and headed out for a beach day it was more like an hour and half drive, which also meant you  packed 10 days worth of food and any game possible that my mom could get to entertain my dad (ok, I’m exaggerating a little). So while my mom basked in the sun, my dad and I would play paddle ball or this velcro ball and catch game. After almost 8 years without my dad – something tells me he wanted me to know he’s still here, in his typical ironic way…

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