America’s birthday/holiday/pep rally is fast approaching. No one wants to find themselves without plans, without friends, and without beer. Or maybe this year, without rosé. I’m envious of people who always have a solidified plan for the 4th [booked by MDW], or do the same great thing every year, or have a lovely home for hosting and just have all their friends + family over for the weekend. I, on the other hand, seem to be persistently scrambling for plans every year. But something that you can plan for is eats and outfits. Ya know, there’s always the classic stars n stripes bikini or american flag brownies. But this year, let’s up the ante.

Nasty Gal seems to have read my mind, and has curated a whole Americana shop. While some pieces are classsic, others not so much, as in this fab swim suit, these boots [perfect for anytime of the year, really], and these denim cut offs.

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Or, as I’ve gotten older, I feel like I appreciate a refined 4th of July look. Zara has been sooo on point recently, which hasn’t gone unnoticed. So many of their stripey spring pieces or white frills could be deemed appropriately spirited for the occasion. For example, any of these blouses [1, 2, 3] with any of these bottoms [1, 2, 3]. Honestly, dozens of things from their site caught my eye. Add a red lip, and you are bonafied patriot.


In terms of eats, you of course will be grilling. Yes, burgers. Maybe hot dogs. Maybe even some chicken or fish, #healthy. But you should add in some corn to the fire, dusted with paprika and other spices, topped with crumbled cheese. Or, toss some watermelon on the grill, and salt it. Make up some pulled pork sliders, paired with crunchy, vinegary, tangy coleslaw with rye seeds. Or how about jalapeño lime shrimp, with chopped jicama. Fresh, flavorful, mmm. And here, I’ll leave you with Food & Wine’s collection of desserts. But in my opinion, it’s hard to go wrong in this category. Although there should always be something chocolate and always be something with strawberries. Anything less is simply unAmerican.