PARTY THEMES FOR AUGUST

TROPIC LIKE IT'S HOT

Welcome to the final stretch of summer, where the only forecast is hot, hotter, hottest. This is not your average pool party; it’s a retro revival, a golden-hour glam fest where every towel is monogrammed, every fry is served in a champagne flute, and every moment is very photo-op ready.

The Scene:
Set at a fabulous private pool (or a rented retro-cool boutique motel), striped umbrellas stretch across white loungers, martinis clink beside vintage magazines, and everyone’s dressed like they're starring in a ‘60s Italian film (minus the drama), plus a splash of SPF and sass. There’s a steady stream of chilled bubbly, tray-passed canapés (or fries, why not), and sun-kissed skin wrapped in yellow-striped towels and designer sunglasses. Upon arrival, guests are greeted with a cheeky nail salon cabana - towels wrapped, drinks poured, and nails painted in shades of pistachio, coral, and classic red. It’s a mini glam station for poolside manis and pedis, complete with retro fans, flirty music, and shell-themed nail art as the welcome ritual.

The Look:
Mid-century meets high fashion: bold nails, turban towels, retro swimwear, sculptural jewelry. Every guest looks like they’ve stepped out of a Slim Aarons photo, effortlessly fabulous, a little cheeky, and extremely well-accessorized.

The Mood:
It’s bold, it’s bright, it’s bougie. Think light gossip over poolside mags, flirty glances behind oversized lenses, and disco-funk playlists rolling as golden-hour drips into a night of cold cocktails and hot conversations. Everything is curated but still cool; it’s high-maintenance with a wink.

The Message:
We’re not winding down, we’re heating up. August is about going out with a bang, not a breeze. So pour the champagne, fluff the beach towels, and strike a pose. This isn’t just a pool party, it’s a moment. And summer? She’s still got it.

LAST LIGHT

There’s something about August. The way the sun hits differently, richer, lower, more golden. It’s the quiet luxury of late summer, when we’re not quite ready to say goodbye. This party is a toast to that in-between moment. We’re not chasing summer anymore, we're stretching it, holding it by the waist, and spinning it into one last slow dance.

The Scene
Aboard a private boat gliding along Lake Austin, surrounded by soft ripples and warm light. The hills rise gently in the background, the sky blushes amber, and the only agenda is leisure. Guests lounge in silky citrus tones, sip from shell-rimmed glasses, and gather around a table set with figs, chilled rosé, and gilded flatware. From sunset into early evening, everything glows.

The Look
It’s effortless opulence. Think vintage Italian Riviera meets laid-back Austin cool - slicked-back hair, oversized shades, linen and silk in hues of lemon, pearl, and seafoam. Shells and pearls aren’t just accessories; they’re a motif, floating through the details from cocktails to candles.

The Mood
It’s part golden-hour toast, part twilight dinner, part boat-bound escape. A slow drift into the evening with no rush, no rules. The music is vibey, the company is sharp, and the conversation stretches as lazily as the lake. Every moment is its own little editorial.

The Message
Summer doesn’t end, it evolves. Rent the boat. Open the bottle. Dress for the light you’ll miss in December. This isn’t just a party, it’s a final, radiant bow to the season. Because we’re not saying goodbye… we’re saying “one more.”