My obsession with bathing suits started a very long time ago. I still remember begging my mom for something new and neon every time we went to Target. Pool parties were better than Christmas, and I used to don a bikini to help Mom and Daddy wash the dishes (true story.) And then I grew boobs. And butt. And self-consciousness. Suddenly, the joy of putting on a bathing suit and eagerly anticipating super soakers, sprinklers, sand castles and snorkeling fins turned into anxiety about love handles, saggy elastic, way too much rear exposure and the horrors of anything that jiggles.

Well that’s bulls**t.

Bathing suits are supposed to be fun, flirty and cute. We wear them when we’re supposed to be having fun, not stressing because we’re not as surgically enhanced as the girl next to us or investing in last minute sarongs. With Spring Break steadfastly approaching, it’s time to check out the best bathing suits out there and re-vamp our ideas about swimsuit shopping.

So grab a trusted and honest friend, remove the necessary body hair and spray tan yourself silly (it seriously helps in dressing room fluorescents) and let’s shop. Read More »

Huh? Strapless sandals. Need I say more? Well since this would make for a pretty lame blog if I didn’t, I will.

Have you ever been out in the sun so long that you get those annoying flip flop strap tan lines? Like while you’re spending Friday’s paycheck “wisely” on all those cute little outdoor stands in SoHo (For some reason that antique owl-shaped can opener suddenly seems like a vital investment.), or at an amusement park with your friends for the day whilst trying your best to hold down that (bad, bad decision) corndog? Well apparently someone really had a problem with those little tan lines, because some Aussies at Treds have just created, tadaaa, the strapless sandal. Read More »