This past weekend found me in Healdsburg in the NorCal wine country, loving some sun and girl time at my friend's bachelorette extravaganza.
The rambling party house had a long lovely pool, which became command center of the weekend festivities: tunes on the Jambox, magazines, and of course a whole lotta pink wine.
To kick off every summer I indulge in a little Old Navy mix-n-match. The price is right and it's a treat to have a few bikinis to play with. This year, as I officially cross into the latter half of my 30s, I am taking a little extra care of the dermis, tossing the usual caftan AND a sporty new rash guard in the bag.
In all, a weekend like this doesn't require much. I am jonesing for a new weekender (ahem, the aforementioned birthday is just around the corner!) but truth be told I didn't need much more than a roomy beach tote, sunnies, two swimsuits, a pair of slip-ons and some flowy cover-ups.
Now I'm back in the city with the fog hanging low, but I've still got that post-weekend glow going. Here's to young love, no?