Hawaii has a way of making you wear less swimsuit. It was there I bought my first bikini, as a 12-year-old, and I remember my mom saying “now remember, not everyone wears bikinis.” (She was wrong) (Times have changed) On my most recent sojourn to the aloha state, teeny weeny butt bikinis were all the…
While there’s an official event called Summer Sweat, I figured it was a most apropos title for the events I am about to post for you: hanging out outdoors in the fine city of Austin, under the blazing sun of our first above-90-degree weekend. Hello, summer! First, the Farmer’s Market From Austin Farm to Table:…
This is the most ridiculous/awesome/Austin-y thing I’ve heard of in awhile. Only in Austin would two clubs get together, rent slip-n-slides, inflatable pools, and moonwalks to create a beach party, in late September, on Red River, the street. Loooooove it, love Austin. And there are good bands playing too, for a mere $5! Here for…