Just a little reminder for a dreary Monday morning that in 55 days we will be here:
Oh. Hells. Yes.



I'm torn though:
I CANNOT WAIT for the 24th of April to roll around so I can see my girls and then my crazy family.
However
Bathers. Cossies. Swimsuits. Malliot de bains.
It has been a long, cold winter and I resemble a cross between Magda Szubanski and Cottage Cheese.
Awkward.....
Oh Bec - I'm uber jealous. Don't worry, a day or two in the sun will remove said cheesy glow. Looks like an awesome location.
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