hallelujah for wifi!
it’s 2:46am in atlanta, and we have a 4 hour lay over. this is what happens when i ask to stay out of travel planning.
thought i’d share with m’loves the inspiration whence packing for my poolside party fun:
an overall attempt to channel my inner glamour-puss/surf girl with 13 ft long legs.
there’s just something about a platform, a stiletto, and a rash guard that just screams razzle-dazzle!
now if i only fucking surfed……