Playlist Time: Long Hot Summer

We should all be swimming and tanning…

Ice cold lemonade, cute polka-dotted swimsuits, cheap chancletas straight out of CVS, too little sunscreen, a stinging and peeling sunburn, and the cooling aloe vera gel spread across your back. There really is nothing like going to the beach.

It may not be summer everywhere (thinking of all you down in Chile and Argentina), but up here in the ol’ U.S. it is officially that time of year. I’m stuck in Miami, where the heat is characteristically insufferable and humid. This week, it got hot enough to warrant one of those annual “Gear Up, It’s Hot!” articles.

I often question if others idealize this swamp like I do California (having watched The O.C. obsessively) and see it through their rose-tinted lenses as a coastal paradise where work is nonexistent and any dilemma can be eased by a quick visit to the purest blue waters, your favorite shelled necklace and some surfing.

In reality, the only way I can face the beach is by either romanticizing it or turning the occasion into a photo-op (everything is cuter in pictures). I need to work up a fanciful beach ritual to help me through this. Still, the saltiness of the water that lingers on your tongue after the waves have violently lunged into your mouth is one of those things you just need to experience – that and the sand in your crack that follows you all the way home.

Regardless of the good and bad of the beach, our star deity up above has played muse to many artists. Music too is another way to mentally prepare oneself for the heat. This shimmering playlist is for those of you stuck in your rooms and workstations longing for a break by the waves. Just close your eyes and pretend you’re by the shore. We’ll listen to Carly Rae Jepsen and Diana Ross. 🙂


Club Tropicana, drinks are free
Fun and sunshine
There’s enough for everyone
All that’s missing is the sea

– “Club Tropicana” by Wham!


Bonus: There are enough 80’s summer jams for you to pretend you’re living out the future third season of Stranger Thingswhich will take place during the summer of ’85 (I’m not excited.)

If you’re not one to rejoice in the heat, you can officially celebrate the beginning of hurricane season.

Author: Pat

Patricia Cárdenas is a writer, wannabe garden mom, and '80s pop enthusiast living in Los Angeles. She dreams of eventually moving somewhere colder where she can wear lots of sweaters, adopt a fluffy pet, and just drink lots of rooibos tea.

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