Prepping for a recent getaway to Maui, I found myself obsessing over packing lists and finding the most trek-worthy outfit to wear on the day we reserved for the Road to Hana.
And being the driver, it had to last through 6+ hours of winding roads, unpredictable weather, and various sightseeing stops (beach, jungle, waterfalls, and more).
What I decided on became my official Maui uniform for the trip, and if I could only choose one ensemble to wear each day, this would be the one.
You know you’ve got these items in your closet already. Round ’em up and set them aside for your next tropical road trip.
Beachy trucker hat. This one from Patagonia is similar to one from Lululemon I’ve had for 5+ years now — simple, vented, and fast-drying.
Slouchy V-neck. Don’t wear anything too precious on the Road to Hana. Go for your most comfortable cotton t-shirt. Bring an identical back-up in case of an overturned-roadside-coconut spill (true story).
Light denim shorts. Worn-in, a little roomy, and not too short.
Mirrored sunnies. I finally gave in to the peer pressuring from countless Bachelor/ette alums and bought a pair of Diff sunglasses. Worth it.
Cozy sneakers. I’ve gone through 3 pairs of these sneakers-meet-mocassins-meet-aquasocks dream shoes by Native. Maybe not so much aquasock material, but OK with water, easy to clean, and sturdy enough for driving. I’m already eyeing my next pair..
At the start, I’ll admit I only planned this trip to entertain an out-of-town guest who wanted to see the Space Needle up close. I’ve lived in the Seattle area for 15+ years and have never taken a trip to the top of the thing, but I was game for a little tourist time at Chilhuly Garden and Glass. That’s what vacation days are for. Continue reading “AT-HOME TOURIST: Chilhuly Garden and Glass”→
With Starbucks just across the street (and another in the Safeway next door), plus a dozen other options, I’ve been wondering what sets Queen Anne Hill’s newest coffee neighbor Storyville Coffee apart from the rest.
I had some rare “me” time recently and decide to pop in for some caffeine. The decor alone is like my living room cloned, so I immediately feel like kicking off my flats and sinking my buns into one of the leather options. But first, coffee. Continue reading “MY HILL: A cup at Storyville Coffee”→
I’ll preface this by saying I’ve been unjustly judged for my love of Ellie Goulding. Who? My friends will ask. Oh, you and your pop music. That barely qualifies as music. Okay, Indie-Seattle-too-cool-for-school music snobs. Her lyrics and voice will prove you wrong if you give her music a fair chance. A catchy Calvin Harris beat does not make an artist inauthentic. Continue reading “ONE NIGHT ONLY: Ellie Goulding at The Paramount”→
On any given day (and time), this famous photo-op spot is abuzz with photographers, families, runners, and locals all clamoring for an opening to snap their own Seattle skyline shot. The view never gets old and always looks different with the changing seasons.
This day, the fog rolled in over the sound to paint the city in pastel hues; the regal Mount Rainier brushed itself into the background.