Au revoir bikinis!

I’m breaking up with my bikinis (for now). I don’t think we were meant for each other. My bikinis always demanded a perfectly flat-six-pack stomach when all I was able to give -even after years of sit-ups- was a cute roundish belly covered by a good inch of fat provided to me by Wine (my lover). This summer I’ll go out with someone a little bit more flexible, someone who tolerates the fact that I’m never breaking up with Wine, someone that isn't as ungrateful and strict. This summer I’m starting a love affair with one-piece bathing suits and granny panties.
Embracing the funny tan lines and the relaxed belly :)

When everything else fails part dos........

My beloved balloon skort (really? I found out today there's a a word for  the offspring of a skirt and a short) has been declared persona non grata in my office due to lack of the required length. I still think it looks beautiful, what do you think? I'll have to rethink those casual Friday outfits I used to wear. 

JCrew shirt, Marc Jacobs booties

Sombrerito, vintage from when I was working in the city.....I love you city, and sombrerito :)