The unofficial start of summer, Memorial Day, is upon us (the official start of summer is June 21) wherein I realize I have been like the grasshoppers rather than ants all spring. Meaning, while everyone packs up their cars, boards the Luxury Liner or (shudder) the LIRR, I’m left waving goodbye and cursing myself for not having thought ahead to make plans or get a boyfriend. It’s not all a loss though, I won’t suffer through the hell that is Hamptons traffic and there is a pool two blocks away that will be potentially slightly less crowded. And just because I may be catching my Vitamin D all by my lonesome doesn’t mean I have to look like it. Perhaps I could even fool myself into believing that I’m on my own very exclusive private island called Manhattan.
We’ve passed that fashion milestone known as Memorial Day, which traditionally signals the ol’ “go ahead” for wearing white (we know that’s somewhat outdated, but in the off chance you’re a traditionalist…). The only time of year a little white dress can trump the little black dress, other than your wedding day or perhaps the Oscars, is from June until late August. So, get your faux glow on and slip into something lighter and whiter to create your own white night.
Almost as important as that bikini is how you choose to transport yourself from Point A to your final destination. The coverup should be chicer than throwing on a pair of Soffe shorts and tank. Put a little pride in your poolside presence by picking out a coverup that could easily be mistaken for a frock. In my experience, poolside rose often leads to post beach cocktails and oysters and sometimes even a little bit of table dancing… but maybe that’s just me. Anyway, just make sure your coverup continues to be sexy, not soggy after a long day of fun on in the sun.
You’ve packed your weekender, polished your fingers and toes and gotten that dreaded Brazilian (you have, haven’t you?) Get thyself to a waxer, woman. The next hurdle you’ll face over the holiday weekend is preparing the perfectly equipped beach bag. There’s nothing worse than trotting all the way down to the beach, finding the perfect spot and then realizing you forgot your sunscreen. That’s a valuable fifteen minutes of Vitamin D and boyscouting that you’ll be missing while fetching your forgotten goods. Below I’ve created the First Aid Kit of beach bags so you can spend more time playing beach blanket bingo with that babe on the chaise next to you and less time retrieving your lip balm.
As we pack our bags and head out for some fun in the sun, I must bring up the age old question: to wear or not to wear high heels at the pool? Now, I know some of you just had a truly guttural response to the question posed, but it would appear that some of the ladies in the cabana next door are unsure as to the appropriate poolside footwear.
I get it, I have a long torso and have always dreamed of having legs that were at least three inches longer each, but God had other plans that didn’t involve my appearance in a pair of angel wings during a Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show. While sky high stilettos certainly do aid in the lengthening of legs and have a certain way of making even the most gym averse look slightly toned, poolside lounging is not a Hooters bikini contest, nor is it an episode of Shahs of Sunset. And to be quite honest, it seems it could also be a bit of a safety hazard. Beyond slipping and falling face first whilst losing your bandeau top (and cocktail), how many of us have gotten a heel wedged in between the wood planks of the deck?
However, there may be a loophole in this style conundrum: the wedge sandal, especially in the form of an espadrille. I’m not entirely sold though… It still seems odd to have on any type of heel when walking to the bathroom or to introduce yourself to that cute boy. So, how does one avoid catching a case of athlete’s foot without looking like a Miss America contestant?