Considering that I’m a girl who grew up smack in the middle of a whole lot of concrete, it never ceases to surprise me how much beach is apparently sitting there in my blood. I mean, I like a good pair of leather pants and some heels, but if I had to wear flip-flops every single day for the rest of my life that would be just fine by me (and I stand by the assertion that Havianas are one of of mankind’s Great Inventions).
What I packed for our four days in Key Largo: “sensible” (for me, anyway; “sensible” is an extremely relative term) bathing suits that I can actually haul around dive tanks in, a pair of nylon shorts that heavily resemble Umbros (remember those?!?!) and that I’m actually rawther into, muscle tees that function as beach cover-ups but that easily go out at night (here, at least) with the addition of a bunch of jewelry…and flip-flops.
There is a pair of leather shorts sitting in my suitcase for our stopover in Miami Beach (where our friend Jeremy is taking us out to a place where I suspect Umbros won’t fly), and a hairdryer just in case…but there are few styling tools better than the sun and the sand.
P.S. In the mood for some beach hair but not in close proximity to an actual beach? Click here to learn how to make your own beach hair spray.
On Me: Malibu Native Tee; Vintage Cuffs (similar); Kelly Wearstler Koa and Perforated Rings; Swarovski Earrings ℅; Voyage Necklace ℅ LAGOS; Lipstick Queen Lipstick in Pinky Nude; Orlane Bronzer; Bobbi Brown Surf & Sand Eye Palette.
