Showing posts with label Hayman Island. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hayman Island. Show all posts

Enough about me




It had been a long day lazing in the cabana with approximately seven and a half minutes of light hanging low in the sky. I had faded zinc plus some strawberry margarita left on my face and overdue-for-a-wash salted hair blowing in the wind...but I suppose I was determined and blissed out enough to excuse the non ideal - yet perfectly ideal - circumstances and shoot a few of my favourite things (to wear at a beach resort) for you.
I have a few requirements; must fold - or roll, depending on your packing style, must breathe, transition from beach to bar, float over the body for many reasons, hopefully not but realistically including sunburn, look as good with my favourite sandals as they do with complimentary white slippers and finally, match my mood. Sunny and light.
Despite my blank stares & expressions the memory of these moments in my mind are all smiles as I madly shouted directions at Mum ("Do NOT GET MY FACE IN THE FRAME!") and she semi obediently snapped away racing against the fading sun.

one/two - LP33.3 'The Covetous' blouse
three - Amy Kaehne' frill front shirt
four - Tigerlilly bikini top, Maille side panel pant
five - Amy Kaehne shift dress
throughout - Petite Grand necklace
locations - Hayman GBR

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My Nanna remembers it fondly, 1975, staying in basic but beautiful beach bures, soaking up the sunshine and all the activities an island could have to offer . Mum, 2006, in all of it's luxe glory....yet a time she looks back on with turbulent emotion for the not so simple heartbreak which very shortly followed her trip. 
The whole family, November 2012!!!!!!! Hayman; I couldn't be more ready for you. May the next 11 days fly by.

These postcards were then...stay tuned for now through my lens.