Cheers to salty, humid, sun-saturated days. And the ensembles you quickly throw together because you can’t wait to get out the door and to the beach. Which pretty much sums up the majority of my
I’m convinced this is the case, and it explains soooooo many things… Mood swings when unable to get in the water Mild anxiety when thinking of living somewhere landlocked More mood swings when I can’t
All about the salty layers and sandy bleached blonde hair. I’ve been going through my photos, (in a feeble attempt to organize them), and realized there’s totally a plethora of gems that I haven’t posted.