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Dreaming of Summer: Warm Days, Vacations, Memories & Fashion for 2015

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by Tina Boomerina (Christina Gregoire)

This month I am in Idaho, crashing at my stepson’s house. Yes, Meridian, Idaho is a wonderful place for raising kids, but I’m living in limbo because we’re selling one house and buying another. So, it’s difficult to write anything intelligent or intellectual. I have to type at a small kitchen table in a small kitchen filled with several generations. But, I want to tell you what I’ve been daydreaming about… summer! Summer clothes, summer trips, summer concerts, summer shoes, summer weather, summer hikes… the whole nine yards. Summertime, summertime, summertime!

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Dreaming of Summer

Dreaming of Summer

Normally, I’m not that excited about summer… it’s just another season in my life (populated with scary people wearing shorts)… but in summer 2015, we get to move into our new house. And, as much as I love my stepson, Scott, for taking us in, and as much as I appreciate his kindness, it will be nice to have my "real" desk and my "executive" chair and my faithfully "obsolete" computer once again. (If you haven't been following the saga, we've had several unforeseen circumstances during our relocation and it would have cost my husband and I a small fortune to stay at a hotel for three months, so thanks Scotty… now beam me up.)

Springtime in Idaho: My Hands are Frozen

Mornings in the Great American Desert are colder than what I’m used to. My hands are almost too frozen to type at this moment, but thinking of summer will warm me up. And, I've been looking at pictures of beaches and summer clothes for several hours.

Normally, I'm more into fall fashion than anything else, but this year... I WANT SUMMER! I'm just like my step-grandkids, Maddy and Kenzie. I can't wait for summer. This is strange.

I seem to be reliving my childhood anticipation of summer vacation... you know what I mean... if you can remember what summers were like when you got to spend your time doing whatever you wanted... before you had to go out on your own... before you had big responsibilities... before you forgot the happiness of a pair of flip flops and a day playing in the sand, diving in the lake, or lazing in an inner tube along a slow-mo river. Yes.... I'm getting nostalgic for an old-time summer.

Memories of Summer

I don't know what makes you think of summer, but here are my top three memories.

1. Swimming in the Lake: When I was very young, we lived on a small lake in North Seattle. It was a pint-sized version of heaven. Our summer days were filled with crawdads and puffy clouds and tippy rowboats and lily pads... and cold, murky water. The neighbor kids and I swam until our lips turned blue, but we didn't know any better. And, the icy lake didn't warm up until August. At which point it was time to go back to school. However, I still remember jumping off the old red dock into the almost-arctic water with my best friends, Marilyn and Laurie. Wonder where they are now.

Holy Hell-o-Kitty, let's move on to a warmer memory.

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Simple Shell & Maxi to Stay Cool

2. Little Surfer Girl - Summer at Long Beach, California: Every summer of my childhood, for as far back as I can remember, my mother crammed all of us kids into a long, fin-tailed Olds or Caddy and we took off for some kind of vacation in Southern California. We usually split the Seattle scene a day or two after school got out for summer.

Later, when I was about 12, my family moved to inland SoCal.

Our temporary digs (in lovely West Covina) were nowhere near the surf, but at least once a week, my mother covered her bleached-blonde bubble hairdo with a square silk scarf, a la Grace Kelly, and piled all of us whining children into the car so she could explore the art galleries of Laguna Beach, laze in the hot sands of Long Beach, or ogle the young surfer dudes at Huntington Beach. I was too skinny and flat chested to get any stares, but my mom was still young and cougar-y enough to collect a few. During those random visits to the beach, I finally realized there were places on earth where you could go in the water without going numb... and if you did get somewhat chilled, you could roast yourself back to health by lying on a towel spread over the blazing sand.

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Memories of Summer in Hawaii

Memories of Summer in Hawaii

3. Blue Hawaii - Hippie Days at Kailua Beach: When I was about 15, my mom split up with my dad and took all of us kids to live in Kailua, Hawaii. That is where I learned the true meaning of summer, even though Oahu seemed to have summer year round. If you'll check out the photos (above) labeled "Memories of Summer in Hawaii", you'll see the pics that originally turned my thoughts towards summer.

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Dreaming of Summer 2015

  • Pucci Knock-Off: The brightly printed beach cover up (spring 2015) is almost exactly like a dress I owned in the summer of 1969.
  • Little Surfer Dude: That young beach bum is so perfect in his jams and the adorable wahine has such a beautiful smile that looking at them makes me feel warm all over.
  • Red Aloha-Print Dress: This print is perfectly retro, however, back in the day, groovy girls wore their hemlines way above the knee or way down to the ground. (This is a good length if you're an adult.)

While we lived in Hawaii, my mousy brown hair bleached out to a soft blonde, my simpering skin became a golden tan, and my self-confidence blossomed into a recognizable entity.

I looked better in a bikini than I did in "regular" clothes. And, I seemed to be able to maintain a perfect beach body no matter how often I indulged in cones of sticky-sweet shave ice or bags of salty, Chinese crack seed (candy). The only bummer was that I never learned how to surf. However, I spent a lot of time bodysurfing and tootling out in the bay on my friend's Hobie Cat.

Then, after a year of perfect bliss, my mother forced me (and my sibs) to move back to the mainland (Seattle) and my parents reunited. It took me months to get used to the colder climate. Hell, I'm not sure I ever got used to it.

Fun Retro Clothes for a Bohemian Summer 2015:

And, now I'm not really sure what I'm going to write, but I'm happy to tell you that my hands have warmed up. I'm not sure if it's from the typing...

...or because I'm doing some type of Kailua-Beach bio-feedback visualization...

...or because I'm a few minutes closer to moving into my new home.

...or because my fingers are touching the warmth of my laptop's keyboard.

We're Riding on the Marrakesh Express

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Moroccan-Style Boho Tunic & Tops

I've been looking at some photos of new outfits that remind me of summers past... long past... like from the late 60s and early 70s. That was a happy time for me.

And, I love ethnic-designed goodies like tunic dresses (caftans) and tunic tops , because they make me feel like I'm walking through a Moroccan desert, even though I've never been to Morocco. Well, I've been to Palm Springs in the summer and that's close enough. These gauzy garments, often embellished with colorful embroidery, really DO make me feel like summer is just around the corner. PLEASE be around the corner.

How Will I Survive Until Summer?

I adore my stepson, and I'm grateful to find refuge in his home, but I want my own house. I want to be able to find my socks because they're "right there" in the top drawer. It's just way too hard to find my socks in some suitcase that's been shoved up against a wall, so that I have a narrow pathway, on which to hobble sideways like a crab, in order to squeak along the perimeter of the room... so that I can find a way to flop onto my side of the bed. And, I don't hate Disney movies, but there are days when I could live without quite so much merry singing and dancing.

Yes, I'm sounding like an ingrate for sure.

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Tangerine Orange Dress

On a positive note, being temporarily "homeless" has given me an opportunity to get to know my step-grandchildren and my stepson a little better. I've always liked them, but being forced to "camp" out in their house has helped me see a little more of their world. And, children of divorce can never have too many adults to depend on...

and...

...Good Golly Miss Molly...

This article is taking a turn toward icy cold shadows. I'm not going to warm myself up by thinking about sadness. I need to sing a happy tune and concentrate on fun things on the horizon, like bobbing down the Deschutes River (in Central Oregon) to cool off on a hot, dusty day... or going on a brew-pub tour after we're settled into our new life... or renting a babysitter-horse and pretending I'm Annie Oakley for a few hours... or finding a hip, tangerine-colored dress to wear in my new hometown. There ain't nothing better than an orange dress to show off a tan.

I realize this post is a bit rambling, but these days... I'm an air-conditioned gypsy... so I have to follow the life force and go with the flow.

So.... what is the overriding coherent point of this article? Ummmmmm... I'm not sure. I guess there are a few tips we can take from this "story":

  • Think happy thoughts.
  • Remember that all skinny beach babes will live in fear of bikinis someday.
  • Spend time with your children or grandchildren.
  • The wonderful fashions you grew up with are making a comeback.
  • Never sell your house before you have a place to move.
  • Be nice to your stepson.

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summer tops

Main Photo - Summer Top 

Photo Credits: Prshots.com.

  • Main Photo: East UK.
  • Dreaming of Summer: Oky Coky.
  • Simple Shell & Maxi to Stay Cool: House of Fraser.
  • Memories of Summer in Hawaii: M&Co (all).
  • Dreaming of Summer 2015: M&Co.
  • Moroccan-Style Boho Tunics & Tops: East (all).
  • Tangerine Orange Dress: East.

What do you think of this article? Keep calm and stay warm. Leave a comment at the bottom of the page. What things remind you of summer?

Tina Boomerina (AKA Christina Gregoire) is a Baby Boomer born at the end of 1952. Her mission is to make the internet a kinder and gentler place for Baby Boomer women around the world. Tina's specialty is fashion for women over 50.

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6 Comments

  1. Kay Kerns

    Oh my....no wonder we have things in common. I so hope you get into your new home soon. That orange dress is very nice. I spent a lot of time at Lanikai and Kailua in my teens and twenties. I love the windward side of Oahu so much but I hear that now the beaches there get very crowded.

    • Tina-Boomerina

      Kay,

      Oh wow. I loved Kailua and Lanikai. I'm so sorry to hear that those beaches are crowded now. I used to have Kailua beach all to myself most of the time. And, I guess you have to PAY to get into Hanama Bay now. Just awful. What happened?

      hugs,
      Tina

  2. Melissa

    Hi,

    Love your blog! I also grew up in N. Seattle, I just have to ask? Which lake? Haller Lake or Bitter Lake?

  3. Jet

    Tina, you make me want to cry. This piece was so sad and sweet. Let me take your hands in mine and warm them a little. And let's pretend that we are once again girls in our shorty muumuu's, walking down the streets in Kailua town, smelling the barbecue teriyaki in the air at dusk, and when finding plumerias on the lawns, pinning their fragrance behind each other's ears, dreaming of love and treasures at Woolworth's, and dancing once in while, as the trade winds lift our skirts as we pretend we are Hawaiian princesses that command the sun to shine gently on us every day.