under construction – expect a weekly dilemma in my struggle with fashion…
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Being in a different country is like a cocktail for your senses. Scents of spices and flowers. The views, the colours. Different lovely food on markets. And sound. One remarkable memory of my holiday last week is the sound of crickets day and night.
Every magazine I flick through that has a bikini special on mentions the fruity shapes at some point. There is a pear shape as well as the apple bottom.