Biking to a beach where everything was closed so it ended up just being my husband and I. Some (much appreciated) tradewinds. A long swim and a little diving. Chilling on the sand. And of course, swaying palm fronds.
Yup. This might’ve been as close to feeling like a James Bond gal as I ever will get.
Which is totally fine with me.
Pics taken at Pineapo Beach on Moorea. San Lorenzo bikini