Surviving an Arizona summer calls for water and more water! From pool parties to floating the river - it's the only way to stay cool while enjoying the beautiful outdoors. However, with temps creeping up to 120 degrees it's super important to know what to expect and how to prepare so you don't get burned by the sun. Pun intended.
This weekend we are heading out to tube the Salt River! Now, it's been at least 5 years since I've hit the river, so to prepare I spent some time researching tips and tricks to add to my collection of personal experiences to make for a successful trip!
Tips for Floating the Salt River
Additional Information for Smooth Sailing
Visit http://www.saltrivertubing.com/ for fun events, schedules, pricing (CASH ONLY) and select partners who offer discount coupons for your float! If it's your first time, watch the intro video that shows you exactly what to expect.
Recent travels to Santa Barbara had me sippin' on stripes! I didn't plan it that way - but apparently, stripes are the new floral. With some IG buzz on where to get the looks, I thought I'd share my closet secrets so friends can hop on that stripe train before it leaves the station.
First Stop: PHX > LAX
I started the weekend flying from PHX > LAX, stopping in Malibu for lunch, and then making the way up the coast to Santa Barbara. I settled for coastal comfort with a little stripe flare.
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Next Stop: Wine Tasting
Blues and whites = love at first site! I came across this little number on Revolve.com and had to have it for a frolicking day of wine sippin' through the Funk Zone and down to the beach. Caution: this one requires a bathroom buddy at all times. The buttons at the top make it impossible to dress alone. Logistics aside - I am totally obsessed!
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That's a Wrap
I am not even sure you guys are ready for this one... I just want to say you're welcome right now. This a 2-piece of perfection and is the definition of functionfancy. Are you ready?? I found this at Charlotte Russe! Yes, finally a look under $50. I had people coming up to me all night asking where I got it and complimenting the quality and style.
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Now that it’s been a few weeks and I’ve finally recovered from my little sister’s bachelorette party, I’m ready to share all of the fun that went in to planning the weekend! To make it short and sweet, I’ve summarized my tips & tricks in to 10 simple steps!
1. You need a Hashtag – There’s nothing like a witty hashtag that gets the group excited about the upcoming weekend! It’s a great way to brand the weekend and group pictures taken throughout the weekend. Nothing compares to scrolling through your hashtag feed on Sunday morning to relive the weekend!
2. Plan the Party 3-5 Months Out – If you can, give the group AT LEAST 3 months to plan for the big weekend! We all know weddings are expensive, so try to remember that when planning.
10. Lingerie Shower & Games – No weekend is complete without embarrassing games and a pile of sexy lace! We turned the lingerie shower into a game, leaving the bride to guess who got her what. For the big game, I opted for a dirty version of the Newlywed Game, meeting up with the groom before the weekend to answer saucy questions. We asked, and the bride guessed the soon to be grooms answers – pretty hilarious! Fortunately for our bride, it turns out her and her soon to be hubby were pretty in sync, so her penalty shots for guessing the wrong answer were limited.
Cheers to a lifetime of love, happiness & wine!
I remember the first time I went to church by myself, the first time I sat at a restaurant and dined alone, and the first time I bought a solo ticket to the theater to get lost in the latest motion picture. At the time the thought of doing these things alone left me feeling extremely uncomfortable. It was a really odd feeling to just sit, “Table for one?,” not look at my phone, and just be in the moment… alone.
To some I am sure I looked like a complete weirdo. What kind of twenty-something doesn’t have a friend, a boyfriend or a family member they can drag along to do these types of things? I have to admit, it all felt completely unnatural… at first. But the older I get I realize it isn’t as easy as it was in the dorm days to rally a buddy for these types of things - when you really want to do something, sometimes you might just have to do them alone.
This was a turning point in my life, a moment, a feeling I will always remember - part of “growing up” if you will. Learning how to be alone and be comfortable with it. It is so important and refreshing to develop this type of self-awareness, yet it is something very few millennial's will dare to experience, especially as technology weighs so heavy in today's cultural norms.
Recently, I crossed another big “do-it-alone” bridge when I adventured to Chicago. Because life is unpredictable, my traveling partner had to suddenly reroute to be with family leaving me with the option to call off the trip or go at it alone.
With non-refundable flights and a hotel room waiting for me it was a use it or lose it situation and Chicago wasn’t something I was willing to lose. After all, in this situation one thing was made known: life is short, and who knows if the opportunity to visit the Windy City would rise again. So, just like that I boarded my flight ready to take on a new city, alone.
Chicago what an incredibly breathtaking, vibrant city!
I took myself out to visit the Bean, bright and early to beat the crowd.
Strolled through Millennium Park and gazed at the beautiful trees and flowers that line the walkways.
I signed up for the River Architecture Tour which was surprisingly entertaining. I won't ruin the fascinating stories of the city - you'll have to hear them for yourself. Not only was it educational, but they served drinks, I was able to be out on the water soaking up the sunshine and see the city from a whole different view. It was gorgeous!
I was even fortunate enough to catch a winning game at Wrigleyville! Go Cubs!
This was an adventure I could have easily missed with dreams that would never amount to what I actually experienced on my tour around the city. It was on this trip I really understood the old saying, "when life throws you a curve ball, move with it – don’t stand in the way and let it knock you down." Push yourself to do more, see more, learn more – even if it means going at it alone. Take it from me, all your really need is an:
Just like that, you’ll be ready for your OWN adventure in this beautiful world❤
"Pack a bag. We're going away for the weekend. It's a surprise."
This was all he'd say about the weekend getaway he planned to celebrate our anniversary. For crazy type-A's like myself, I tried my best not to look panicked, but I have to admit, not knowing how to pack my suitcase or plan for travel logistics definitely left me a little anxious.
I have to hand it to him for not letting me in on the the surprise, especially after my relentless guesses and sneaky attempts to pry for information. Not knowing where we were heading or what we'd be doing all weekend definitely lead to a lot of surprises... and even a few happy tears. (I blame the beer... and the altitude...)
As we approached the airport I expected him to hand me my boarding pass and reveal the destination, but he didn't. Walking blind through airport security, we strolled in the direction of our gate. I frantically began checking the terminals as we passed by... Salt Lake City... Portland... Denver... and then we stopped. Denver it was!
I think I'll keep him :)
When we touched down in Denver we didn't waste any time. Starting at 16th Street Mall, we soaked in the crisp mountain air, bright fall leaves and the colorful side streets that make up downtown Denver. For lunch we camped out at Viewhouse, a roof top bar near Coor's Field, where we sampled local Colorado brews and channeled our inner competitiveness in a game of bags before heading to Red Rocks Park & Amphitheatre.
When we arrived at the famous amphitheatre we got a glimpse of how amazing it would be to see a concert at this venue thanks to a man strumming his guitar from the stage. The sound carried up through the rocks, filling the stadium with clear acoustics - pretty incredible for a natural structure. After listening to strangers test the powers of the theatre, we headed toward the park to take the path less traveled by busy tourists. We found a trail just outside the park and went for a run through the mountainside, marveling in the colorful fields and abundance of wildlife. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves - Colorado is truly picturesque!
We ended the night at an amazing restaurant in a neighborhood just outside of the city called Roots Down. If you ever find yourself in Denver - I highly recommend checking it out. It has a cool, eclectic ambiance with no two fixtures being the same, amazing views of downtown Denver, and a superb waitstaff. We shared the Sweet Corn Pesto Risotto, Roasted Kashmiri Chicken, and finished it off with the Banana Crème Brûlée Pie - serious drool.
Good morning, Denver! As a giant Bronco's fan, there is nothing better than waking up in the city on game-day and looking out your window to see every person decked in orange at 9AM. It's like your high-school homecoming on bright orange steroids - heaven! As we jogged to breakfast we chatted about how awesome it would be to go to the game and potentially see Manning break the record for touchdown passes, officially making him the greatest QB, ever. With every Denver fan we passed, I got a little more jealous, crossing my fingers we could stumble upon tickets.
When we arrived at Syrup, arguably the best breakfast in Denver, we set our game plan for the day: throw on our jerseys, head to a bar downtown to watch the early games, head to Brooklyn's by the stadium to catch the first quarter of the Bronco's game, and then scope out for scalpers with left over tickets. And so we did.
About an hour before kickoff we made our way to Brooklyn's, grabbed a beer and secured a table for the game. As we finished our first round, he asked for some gum, so I reached into my clutch and threw him a piece, silently judging him for chewing gum while drinking an IPA... who does that?? About thirty seconds later he asked if I had any paper in my purse so he could spit it out. Instead of going back to my bag I threw him a sugar packet to discard his hardly chewed gum. I could tell something was up, but was I really that oblivious? "Will you just look in your damn bag!" he said with a smile on his face. Sure enough, I unzipped my bag and he had slid two tickets in when I ran to the bathroom! Hello waterworks! We're going to the game!!!
With just enough time to make kickoff, we ran toward the stadium and let the excitement take over. It all happened so fast I couldn't contain myself, yelling for Manning as we scored our first touchdown. We knew he could potentially break the record tonight, but in the first quarter?? Sure enough, another passing touchdown... followed by another. The stadium erupted and in that moment a new Bronco's fan was born. Yes, he now bleeds Orange! I couldn't imagine a better weekend if I tried, he's knows me too well. Happy one year, big guy!
...my idea of happy ever after
A collection of memories and experiences, featuring home staging and decor, lifestyle trends, travel tips, and DIY projects. Hoping to leave things a little more beautiful than I found them.