We were on holiday near a place called Heraklion. I made a joke about premature herakulation and started referring to the holiday as our ‘holidaisy’. My ego was soaring. My fake tan was fresh. Conditions were great. We decided to make a sex tape… (ph. via Tumblr)
The time of the year has arrived in which I shed all body hair, shed my many, many layers of Palmers Cocoa Butter Gradual Tan* and shed no pounds whatsoever. (Not for want of trying. Well, actually, I didn’t try. I just chose to sit on my already-beach-body-by-definition ass and eat chocolate instead.) Yup: it’s holiday time, baby. ?
(*totes collaboration/sponsorship material. I solemnly swear to continue to wear you daily, but would *love* to forgo the expenditure. COME AT ME, PALMERS! #pieandfashxpalmers) ph. via line-mag
It’s the day we’ve all been waiting for. That beautiful ASOS email slinkily slides its way into your inbox and you frantically click the link that sends you into the eye of the sartorial storm. ⚡️??????
(Relevance of the photo? I’m wearing head-to-toe ASOS, betches! Outfit deets within.)