Cainan and I are heading to Palm Springs for the Labour Day weekend, because 1- we got sucked in by a Jetsetter sale, 2- we did not check the weather and 3- who needs assets? We're staying at The Ace for two nights and The Parker for three and have literally no other plans, so let me know if you've been and have any suggestions (I enjoy tacos, beer and not getting heat stroke). Here are all the things I'll probably forget to pack.
1- Sonix Clear Cactus Phone Case. I am well aware only insane people buy a phone case for a weekend trip, but my current one looks like it was run over by a desk chair (because it was). Also I am an insane person.
2- RMS Cheek Stain in 'Smile'. Aside from being the kind of thing that should never cost $40, this stuff is a summer-perfect sheer coral that looks like pinched cheeks and watermelon margaritas, aka everything I imagine Palm Springs to be/will be disappointed if it isn't.
3- Krewe St. Louis Bengal Sunglasses. I hunted all over Toronto for these things and, after slip-n-sliding down Bloor with Saran-wrapped post-pedicure toes to make it before closing time, finally found a pair at Holly Eyewear in Yorkville. The things we do to get our fingerprints on those glasses Beyoncé wore that one time (see: insane person).
4- Anthropologie Andreas Hat. Or, the hat for people who aren't hat people.
5- Everybody Rise by Stephanie Clifford. I always try to bring a book I'm midway through when travelling, mainly because I'm a terrible horrible no good very bad flyer and need to be thoroughly distracted on a plane. This one came out last week and is basically Gossip Girl for grown-ups. I'm halfway done and hooked.
6- Jonesy NYC Bralette. Like the Calvin Klein cotton bras, but better (read: cooler packaging) and basically the only underthing you want on in 40-degree desert heat. Planning on wearing this under denim shorteralls in the interest of looking like a Full House cast member at all times. Toronto friends: apparently they sell them at the new store Convey on Queen West.
7- Ancient Greek Sandals. The closest thing I could find to the sold-out-forever Rayes. It's so fun when sandals you could probably basket-weave yourself cost as much as this Australian Shepherd named Nugget. Actually I take this one back, go donate to the vegan bodybuilder foundation or something instead.
8- Aztec Roundie Beach Towel. Perfect for sprawl-y people, and also for not fitting on a pool chair.
9- Flamingo Pool Float. I hate myself for still wanting this. I thought I was over it and then saw this pastel one and it was like here we go again.
10- Tavik Chase One-Piece. The panelling on this makes it super-flattering, even if you have scoliosis and are still only 98% sure you've hit puberty (speaking for myself here). It's a little bootylicious, but you can always scuttle around backwards at your boyfriend's parents' pool party (again, speaking for myself).
11- One Teaspoon Hustler Bandit Shorts. The perfect non-diapery short. Tried, tested, and passed the ass-cleavage test.
12- Grand Electric One-Piece Bather. All I want to do in California is represent Toronto and tacos. 1,000 mezcal shots for the person who can tell me where to get one of these before Thursday.
13- The Escapist by Monocle. One of my favourite vacation activities is to cart around a ton of magazines that I don't end up reading. This one is extra large to really weigh down my carry-on.
14- Colorescience Mineral Powder Sunscreen. As someone who reached their allowable limit of third-degree sunburns by age seven, sunscreen has become one of my many, many too-little-too-late priorities, along with eating vegetables and not sleeping on my face. This stuff makes me feel very responsible as I feather-dust it all over myself. Plus now I won't feel like a hypocrite when a magazine asks me about my Advice For Youth and I wax poetic about the importance SPF (this has never happened, I just want to be ready when it does).