As I get older I truly try so hard to not be set in my summer loving ways. I feel likes it's almost immature, a bit tween, (and very Cronulla of me) to thrive so much on sunshine and not enjoy all those things that good, intelligent, accepting, well rounded and crafty people like about winter like knitting and gumboots and soup....the wind, rain, grey skies, BEING COLD. NB: I really like soup
Anyway, here I am sitting in my tracksuit in front of the heater revisiting my last proper summer holiday which was now 2 YEARS AGO and realising this is in fact one third reblog from a post of a similar
Ayyway whoever is visiting the Italian coastline in the next few months, go ahead and make yourself scarce. Do not wanna see enviable pictures in any of my social media streams thank you very much!
Photos: 1//Lauren dancing in the sun infected by happiness 2//The Mediterranean 3//Standard (+ my favourite Zimmermann bikini ever made/worn)