Summer means hot, sunny days. It means Christmas is over and the New Year hangover has drifted away.
Summer means early mornings. A quiet stroll down for a leisurely pre breakfast swim. Sand on your skin. Bright Neon orange toes. Wet hair. Bare feet. Slipping into the perfect little Review dress. A stripe Tee. Denim shorts. Dreaming about Chanel’s latest under the sea inspired collection. (And wishing you were Florence Welch in your own oyster shell.)
Summer means saying goodbye to platforms and happily skipping along in thongs. Throwing on new sunglasses. And throwing away makeup.
Summer means a fresh face. Lashings of Crème de la Mer and just a dash of lipgloss.
Summer means eating food to match your clothes. Fresh watermelon. Peaches. Apricots. Strawberries. Mangoes dribbling down your cheeks. It means freedom. Bike rides, boat rides, wave rides. It means strolling to get the paper. And stopping for a chat.
Summer means losing yourself in a fabulous book (The Cat’s Table!) and a pile of glossy magazines. An afternoon doze in the hammock. Cicadas chirping. A chocolate Magnum ice cream for afternoon tea. A refreshing dip before dinner.
Summer means a gin and tonic with a dash of lime at sunset. Watching someone else cook. It means bowls of BBQ prawns. It means always inviting more to the table. It means long, unhurried dinners. Cherry tarts. Dollops of frozen yogurt. It means having just another glass of wine. Long lazy late nights. Summer holidays. Easy.
Yours fashionably on holidays,
FiFi
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