Ah, Summer.
While most people are breaking out their bikinis and popping hot-dogs on the grill, I will be inside, head drooped over the AC. I don’t enjoy heat – unless I’m near the ocean. Summer to me is a time of sweat, oceans of plain (non-layered) clothes, flat hair and plump white fleshy arms. Wringing my boobs out ever 10 minutes and peering down my cleavage as the sweat disappears who-knows-where…
Black becomes an enemy, and you know I LOVE black.
But, as most style-minded folks do, I try. I try and try to work a long-sleeved top while keeping ‘the girls’ in a supportive bra – Without dying. I wear my floppy hats and big sunnies. I am always tempted to throw caution to the wind, pitch the sunscreen and just get a damn tan.
Sunscreen is also very HOT.
However, as a +40 woman who overexposed herself in the 70’s, I resist.
Here is my attempt to layer in the heat. I know most will disagree with my lack-luster view
of summer, so I’m finished bitching. BUT – the next time you hear the hot-dogs sizzling,
think of me…sizzle…sizzle…sizzle…
In it’s defense,
There are a few upsides to summer, however.
Sunglasses, soft maxi dresses, up-do’s, fun nail polish and funky sandals!
Hummingbirds, the smell of freshly mown grass, and roses.
And, of course, vacations to the beach.
Every year, around this time, I consider moving to Seattle.
I wonder if Bella has a two bedroom?
SWIMSUIT COVER-UP AS DRESS / THRIFTED SKIRT / PINK TANK / KROGER SCARF / BLACK MULES
I wonder how many sunnies I can collect this summer?
xXx
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