Category: Travel

Palm Springs: What I Wore

I have been getting better and better every year about not over-packing for my travels, be they for work or pleasure. That trend continued with this trip. I wore all of the pieces that I packed, and had only a couple of regrets which I’ll share in a moment. The nice thing about Palm Springs, and what made choosing a travel capsule a cinch, is the weather; in June, you know exactly what you’re going to get every day: hot, hot weather. I took one jacket, one pair of jeans, and one light sweater with me for the flight, because I get cold easily on airplanes; the rest of the “capsule” was otherwise made up of the most summery clothes I could muster. Light layers pack easily, so I left home with a half-empty suitcase (which included some of my husband’s stuff as well). Were it not for my toiletries (and space for potential vacation shopping), I could have done this 4-day vacation out of a carry on.

Let’s have a look at my vacation OOTDs.

Jacket, Club Monaco (thrifted); tank, Joie (thrifted); jeans, Frame (via consignment); shoes, AGL (via consignment); bag, no name (consignment)
Jacket, Club Monaco (thrifted); tank, Joie (thrifted); jeans, Frame (via consignment); shoes, AGL (via consignment); bag, no name (consignment)

This was my plane outfit #1. White jeans on a plane? You may well wonder; my husband did. But here’s the thing; I was traveling without kids, which is half the battle. Also, I really wanted to wear my new Frame skinnies, and they go well with this Joie tank which is light and airy and perfect for hot weather. I figured that white would be better than regular denim or black jeans once I landed in the desert. I layered a black sweater over the top on the plane, because I don’t mess around.

I brought along these AGL loafers because my feet also get cold on the plane; I didn’t expect to wear them during my vacation, and I was right, but they were a good choice for the flight.

Rather than pack a regular purse plus a carry-on, I used this funky carpet bag-like holdall. It’s bigger than a tote, and smaller than my usual carry-on suitcase. It fits a ton of stuff in there; the downside is that it can easily turn into a “black hole” which is not great when you’re fishing for your passport. I don’t know what brand it is because it doesn’t have a visible logo, and I bought it from my fave consignment store. It was something like $35 and it looks like it’s going to hold up really well. Definitely a keeper.

Dress, Joie (via consignment); hat, Aritzia; shoes, J. Crew Factory
Dress, Joie (via consignment); hat, Aritzia; shoes, J. Crew Factory

I wore this outfit on our first evening in Palm Springs, for dinner and a trip to the Night Market. Of all the dresses I packed, this one was best suited to the climate. It’s the most lightweight silk, which is perfect when the temperature is 100 degrees Fahrenheit at 10PM. The sandals are my trusty pair I take on every “hot” vacation; they are indestructible and super comfortable. I wore them every single day.

Top, Mango (thrifted); shorts, Winners; necklace, Stella & Dot (thrifted); hat, Aritzia
Top, Mango (thrifted); shorts, Winners; necklace, Stella & Dot (thrifted); hat, Aritzia

This was my “day” outfit for Day #2, when we hit the Joshua Tree National Park. Not a great outfit for hiking or outdoor adventures, but I knew that we would be doing most of our sightseeing from the car so I just wanted to be comfortable and as cool as possible. And by “cool”, I mean “not hot” of course. I’m not sure that acid washed denim cut-offs are cool by any other definition. They were actually a last minute addition to my suitcase (as an alternative to wearing the white jeans from the plane), but I’m glad they came with me. Palm Springs is too hot for pants. Hashtag: kidding not kidding.

Dress, Moschino; shoes, J. Crew (thrifted)
Dress, Moschino; shoes, J. Crew (thrifted)

I wore this on the evening of Day #2, when we went for a stroll in Old Town La Quinta. The dress is one of my faves, and its vibe suited the location, but it was a wrong pick for sure. The dress itself is silk, but the lining is polyester. Black polyester. I might as well have been wearing a garbage bag for all of the sweating that I did. No bueno. The sandals were also a mistake. One, they are too high to be comfortable for extended walking. Two, they were too dressy.

Palm Springs is hella casual. I had never been to California before, so this was something of a revelation to me. Like, it makes sense because of the climate, but still — so, so casual. I stood out a mile away in this outfit. And that is even *after* I took off all of my accessories. That’s the other thing I learned: no need to bring accessories like necklaces, etc. Didn’t end up wearing most of the ones I brought, because no one else was wearing any.

Dress, Numph (via consignment); hat, Aritzia; shoes, J. Crew Factory
Dress, Numph (via consignment); hat, Aritzia; shoes, J. Crew Factory

Day #3 outfit. I wore this when we went to see the Salton Sea, and it was perfect for a long car ride.

Dress, Vanessa Virginia (thrifted); shoes, J. Crew Factory; bag, Coach (thrifted)
Dress, Vanessa Virginia (thrifted); shoes, J. Crew Factory; bag, Coach (thrifted)

Day #3 evening outfit. Yes, this dress has sleeves, but it’s made from cotton, so it was OK for the weather. Being a loose fit, it’s pretty airy. Let’s close in on the bag for a moment because …

close-up on my bag charm (anthropologie)
close-up on my bag charm (anthropologie)

… how cute is that key chain/bag charm thingie? I bought it at the Anthropologie store on El Paseo (the fancy shopping strip in the Palm Springs area) and had to immediately attach it to my trusty Coach bag (the only bag I brought with me). I’m not a huge fan of bag charms but I couldn’t resist this one.

Top, Theory (via consignment); jeans, Frame (via consignment); shoes, AGL (via consignment); necklace, consignment; bag, consignment; hat, Aritzia
Top, Theory (via consignment); jeans, Frame (via consignment); shoes, AGL (via consignment); necklace, consignment; bag, consignment; hat, Aritzia

Last we have my second plane outfit. Again, I wore a black sweater over the top during the flight itself and after landing at home. The weather in Edmonton was nice, but +26 feels a little on the chilly side after +45. It’s all relative, you know? I added the necklace only because I had brought it with me all that way and had not worn it yet. The Palm Springs airport was pretty deserted so my accessorizing did not draw any attention, hah.

Now, you might say that this isn’t much of a “capsule” since I more or less wore something different every day, twice a day. But there was reason behind the madness. One, I used the same shoes and bag throughout the trip, which cuts down on packing substantially. As I mentioned, I wish I hadn’t bothered with the high heeled sandals; I could have done the whole trip with 2 pairs of shoes, and even that’s only because I needed closed-toe flats for the flight (damn my poor peripheral blood circulation!). Two, I packed a LOT of one-piece outfits, AKA dresses. Summer dresses take up practically no space, so packing 5 of them was no big deal. It also meant that I could wear something fresh every day and not worry about sweat and laundering. [There was one extra dress I wore on Day #2 when we drove out to the outlet malls, but I didn’t take a photo of it.]

Things I packed that are not pictured above: 2 bikinis, one cover-up (which I didn’t really need because the pools were a 2 minute walk from our room), PJs, and various unmentionables.

Come back tomorrow for my final post on Palm Springs, in which I’ll be tackling where I shopped and what I bought.

Palm Springs: What I Saw & Did

Palm Springs - Highway 111
Palm Springs – Highway 111

First Impressions

It’s hot. “Hot” has a slightly different meaning at home, where it’s typically capped off at around 35 degrees Celsius. In Palm Springs, we got down to 35 sometime after 10PM … maybe. Since it was a dry heat, I didn’t mind it too much. The evenings and mornings, in particular, were lovely because I was never cold. I hate sunny mornings that give you the chills as soon as you step foot outside. Not a problem in Palm Springs, no matter how much of an early riser one might be. On the other hand, we never spent more than half an hour or so outside at any given time, pool-time excepted. Air conditioning is a wonderful thing.

grapes!
grapes!

It’s also arid. I had never been to a desert before, so I found the terrain really fascinating. Edmonton is a very green city in the summer (and our Rockies are also heavily forested), so it was strange to see so much bare rock everywhere. The landscape made me feel like I was in a different world, which is actually a nice thing on vacation in my books.

As we did our exploring, I came to appreciate the differences in the landscape to the north and south of Palm Springs. I saw so many cool things just driving the highways to and fro our various destinations — vineyards, palm tree farms (is that a thing? I’m not sure what they are cultivating them for), tomato fields, humungous cacti, and of course … wind farms.

Don Quixote land
Don Quixote land

I am not exaggerating when I say that I was obsessed with these wind farms. I actually squealed the first time I saw them, and I took a bazillion photos and videos as we drove past them (three times!). They make the landscape extra surreal, and I love them.

Resort

oasis in the desert
oasis in the desert

We stayed at La Quinta Resort & Spa in La Quinta, which is south of Palm Springs and just north of Indio in the Coachella Valley. More on the location in a moment. The resort itself has beautiful grounds, designed around a Spanish-influenced aesthetic. The rooms are clustered in foursomes, and are of the “casita” variety, which I like because it’s easy to get in and out and they feel more like a real house than a hotel room.

La Quinta Resort & Spa
La Quinta Resort & Spa
Spanish influences
Spanish influences

The décor was cute but a bit tired, and the bathrooms were teeny-tiny for a 4 star resort. These are things I would normally have overlooked and not even mentioned, because the rooms were clean and the bed satisfied my personal preferences (firm-ish mattress, non-poufy pillow) and those are things I value more. However, there were other issues with the resort that were rather aggravating. First, it boasts over 40 pools, but they are all small. This was not a problem when we first arrived because it was off-season and the resort was pretty empty. However, that weekend happened to be the 4th of July long weekend, so by the second day, the resort filled right up. Each of the three nearest pools by our room became insanely over-crowded, even late in the evening. There was basically no room to do anything in them except to stand awkwardly next to a stranger.

Since we did quite a bit of sight-seeing, and only spent the early mornings and late afternoons at the resort, even the swimming pool issue might not have been a deal-breaker; at 8AM, the pool was empty and the weather perfectly lovely for a swim, which was good enough for me. My biggest problem was the parking situation. Once the resort filled up, there was absolutely no place to park anywhere close to our room. I was told by staff that some guests brought 2 or 3 cars with them, and that the resort did not have a policy of reserving one stall per room. So, for 2 days, we had to park a good distance from our room, and hike back and forth every time we had to go anywhere which was, in my opinion, unacceptable. The fact that valet parking was being offered was no consolation; we didn’t want to deal with the hassle with trudging to the valet area every time we needed our car, which was even further away. And it was even more irritating that the concierge with whom we spoke was all like, “LOL, y u mad?”

casita
casita

Now, to be honest, I was ready to leave a scathing review for the resort as soon as I got back. I even rage-tweeted and everything. But then an issue arose on our last day, and the hotel staff went above and beyond to fix it for us, and that made me reconsider. So I will end with this: I am not sure I would recommend staying at this resort during the winter season when it’s likely to be packed, unless you keep in mind my caveats about amenities like the pools and parking and don’t mind. However, it is a beautiful place and the staff (with the exception of that one concierge) are absolutely lovely so I am also not not-recommending it.

La Quinta

fountain in Old La Quinta
fountain in Old La Quinta

I booked our resort based on the photos (and the price) rather than its location; I had never been to Palm Springs before, so I had no idea about what would be the best place to stay, geographically speaking. “Palm Springs” is actually made up of a number of small communities, including Palm Springs (proper), Cathedral City, Rancho Mirage, Palm Desert, Indian Wells, and La Quinta. Of the lot, La Quinta is the furthest away from the airport, but if you’re renting a car (greatly recommended unless you’re planning to stay put on the resort the whole time), that’s not an issue. Getting around from one community to the other was super easy thanks to Highway 111. A lot of good restaurants and shopping are clustered around Highway 111, so driving back and forth made for good reconnoitering.

I liked staying in La Quinta, which allowed us to explore the Old Town. Again, it has a strong Spanish influence to its architecture. Sadly, I didn’t take very many photos, but you can get a flavour from the one above. I was obsessed with all of the fountains! The Old Town was fairly quiet when we visited (during the day and at night) because June is off-season. But there are a few boutiques, and some good restaurants to explore there if you are so inclined. There wasn’t much nightlife to speak of, at least in the Old Town. Everything seem to shut down by 10PM. Since we are old people, this did not make a big difference to us, but it’s something to keep in mind if you like more “action”.

Joshua Tree National Park

Joshua Tree -- south entrance
Joshua Tree — south entrance

Joshua Tree National Park was at the top of our “must see” list for this vacation. It did not disappoint! We traversed the entire park (from the Yucca Valley side to the Cottonwood side), but only explored Hidden Valley on foot. The heat was too much for us, hiking-wise. I loved it, and took a bazillion of photos. You’re lucky you’re only getting 4.

a real Joshua Tree
a real Joshua Tree
goofing around in Hidden Valley
goofing around in Hidden Valley
boulders in the sun
boulders in the sun

This experience made me seriously consider starting a quest to see all of the major US national parks. Since I have yet to see all of the Canadian ones, it’s probably too ambitious a plan, but a girl can dream.

The Salton Sea

the Salton Sea
the Salton Sea

My husband has been low-key obsessed with the Salton Sea for a while now, so I told him that of course we had to go see it because, even though it meant a ton more driving for him, we had to seize our opportunity. Who knows if and when we will be this close to it again? I’m really glad we went because I enjoyed seeing it as well. It has a bizarre and fascinating history, and the landscape is otherworldly. The Salton Sea is the largest man-made lake in the US. It came to be largely as the result of an engineering error, gained notoriety in the 50s and 60s as a playground of the rich and famous, and has since become an ecological disaster. I highly recommend watching the Plagues & Pleasures of the Salton Sea on YouTube; it’s a good primer on everything you need to know about this place.

fish grave
fish grave

The beach area is periodically the gravesite for massive fish die-offs; some of the carcasses were on display when we went there (and I think the “sand” itself contains more than a bit of ground-up fish skeletons), but we did not experience the overwhelming stench that people warned us about. I found it less smelly than, say, the ocean in Vancouver. It is preternaturally quiet, however. There were hardly any tourists at the visitors centre on the North Shore, and we saw only 2 locals in the entire time we spent driving through the ghosts towns on both sides of the lake.

west coast - Salton Sea Beach
west coast – Salton Sea Beach

We took a wrong turn on the highway outside of Indio, and ended up on the western shore of the Salton Sea, as opposed to the eastern one we had intended to visit. (The signage in California is terrible, people. Here, we don’t have half of the tourist attractions, and there are signs for everything every damn kilometer. My husband didn’t want to pay for GPS on our rental car, which made for some really fun times. Not.) This meant that we got to see Salton Sea Beach, a small community that has a really cool welcome sign and not a whole else going for it. It is not literally a ghost town, because people still live here, but it looks like one. And a rundown, shanty-like ghost town at that. It was sad to know that, at one time, this was a vibrant, fun community — and more so to know that some people are still haning on. I can’t imagine living in a place like that, on the edge of a toxic lake, miles from anywhere.

art installation in Bombay Beach
art installation in Bombay Beach

We eventually drove back and around to the other side of the lake, to check out the Salton Sea Recreation Area visitor centre, as well as Bombay Beach. The latter, in particular, was an interesting experience. It was just as deserted as Salton Sea Beach in terms of people, but it was easy to see that people live there and in fact, have created something of an art community. There are really cool art installations all over the place, like the one above. But the same sense of decay and faded glory is evident here. I wish we had had the chance to meet and speak with some residents, because I found their stories (as told in the documentary I mentioned above) to be fascinating, but I am also kinda glad that we didn’t. I’m not sure if they enjoy having their town be “on display” for every Tom & Jane Tourist that comes along, and I would not have wanted them to feel like they were on display as well.

dub-spotting in Bombay Beach
dub-spotting in Bombay Beach

There were a ton of other things we wanted to see in the Palm Springs area, including the aviation museum, the Annenberg estate, and the art museum, but alas — time ran out. Although we had originally chosen Palm Springs as our vacation destination because it was supposed to be a “quiet” place with few distractions, we found it to be the opposite in the sense that we loved discovering its history and places. I wish we had gotten some more pool time, but I don’t regret a minute of our adventures.

Vacation Tales: Mayan Riviera, 2017, part 2

sunset on the beach
sunset on the beach

As I mentioned in yesterday’s post, I did bring a bunch of “evening” clothes on my trip to Mexico, although I use that term very loosely. We are talking casual dresses that are no longer in my everyday rotation (and, hence, things I would not mind getting dirty and/or losing in transit) and met the necessary criteria, to wit: being lightweight and comfortable, and somewhat dressier than a cover-up. Here’s a good example:

muumu, revisited
muumu, revisited (Joe Fresh, old)
pre-dinner stroll
pre-dinner stroll & pina colada

One of the best things about traveling with friends that also have children (who are our kids’ BFFs to boot) is that we could arrange an evening trade-off. Each set of parents took the kids for a couple of hours while the other enjoyed some much-needed alone time and a quiet dinner; then, we switched. This is how my husband and I got to explore the resort a little bit without having to worry about the kids’ attention spans. One of my favourite things to do during our “adults-only time” was to walk along the beach (the appeal of which is apparently lost on 3 and 5-year olds) and relax in a hammock-swing contraption with a frothy drink in hand. Like so:

hideaway
hideaway
swing!
swing!

My trusty “evening” maxi dresses were perfect for these sorts of mini-excursions; casual enough for a sandy stroll, but classy enough for a grown-up (buffet, natch) dinner. I did bring a black cardigan with me in case of cooler evening temps, but I never ended up using it. In retrospect, I’m glad I nixed the denim jacket I almost packed. As it was, that left more room for dresses, which meant that I got to wear a different dress almost every night AND used up only half a suitcase. Packing win!

(On that note, I have to mention that I just discovered the magic of packing cubes and I cannot say enough good things about them. Because I am cheap, and was doing everything at the last minute, I ended up getting 4 packs of IKEA packing cubes, which were only $9 a pop. They are not very large, but can fit a decent amount of clothes, especially kids’ stuff. They also work for adult clothes, although it helps if the clothes in question are easily rollable and lightweight. Bulky sweaters, not so much. In the future, given that I am traveling for work more frequently these days, I am probably going to invest a bit more money in getting a bigger set of packing cubes on Amazon.)

another evening, another maxi dress
another evening, another maxi dress (Gap, old)
hello, waves!
hello, waves!
hair disaster, immortalized
hair disaster, immortalized

During our early evening walks, I loved watching the preparations for the various events that were hosted, seemingly on the regular, at our resort; we saw 2-3 weddings, a corporate retreat, and a bar mitzvah. Funny story: I used to hate weddings, including the planning process for my own, but I’ve had a change of heart in recent years. I not only love weddings now, but I also get quite emotional at them. It’s a sign of my advancing age, I’m sure. I’m also a sucker for a good floral display, so you can bet that I stopped and smelled the roses (literally and figuratively) here:

wedding set-up
wedding set-up
swoon
swoon

In addition to my old maxi dresses, I did bring one new-to-me short number with me on the trip.

dress, Dex (thrifted)
dress, Dex (thrifted)

This thrifted Dex dress turned out to be my favourite. The ponte-like black material is hella comfortable, and the floral overlay is ideal for concealing the evidence of my buffet-loving ways. I like this dress so much, in fact, that rather than keeping it in my vacation micro-capsule going forward, I have added it to my everyday casual rotation. Surely, there will be a summer BBQ or two in my future, and this dress will come in handy.

Last but not least, I really ought to give a shoutout to my old J. Crew sandals. I had originally brought another pair of sandals with me — a recently thrifted, never worn gold BR pair — but threw these black ones into the suitcase at the last minute in case the other proved uncomfortable. Boy, was that a smart idea! Sure enough, the BR pair gave me blisters after the first wear, and the inner lining on the straps started peeling in a most peculiar fashion. Needless to say, they went straight in the garbage after that; thankfully, because they were thrifted, the damage to my wallet was minimal, but what the heck, BR! Anyway, I ended up wearing these J. Crew sandals for the rest of the trip and they were as versatile and comfortable as always. I might add that this trip was something of a milestone for my over-packing self: not counting the disastrous gold sandals, I got through a 7-day trip with only 3 pairs of shoes (and that is counting the Chucks I wore on the plane to deal with the 60 degree swing in temperature between departure and arrival). I call that a triumph of minimalism, hah.

sunneeeee!
sunneeeee!
perfect buffet-eating attire
perfect buffet-eating attire

Hasta luego, Mexico!