D.C. may be the epicenter for all things Americana, but like any good Washingtonian, when it's time to celebrate the land of the free and the home of the brave, I get outta town. T-minus 5 hours until I pile in the car (Roxy and Boston already called shotgun) and head to the Jersey shore for a long weekend of sun, cocktails, dining alfresco, and laughing until someone falls out of their chair.
When your friends hail from hometowns on both oceans, there is no denying the difference in beach style between the two coasts. Each summer we have the same debate...Chair vs. Blanket: Beach Style East vs. West. I remain Midwestern-Switzerland happy to be at any coast at all.
Here's a little homage to both sides of the argument, that will inevitably come up over mimosas tomorrow morning:
West Coast: Easily stashed in a bag and ready to go at a moments notice.
East Coast: S.T.U.F.F. These beach goers don't leave anything behind, including the wagon to pull it in.
And because all of us need a towel, here are some of my favs: