The above photo was taken by The Brit on our honeymoon in French Polynesia back in October. Every time the San Francisco Cold sneaks under the tank top that’s under my OTHER tank top that’s under my scrub top that’s under my sweater and I need a dose of sunshine, I just browse through our honeymoon photos. Instant fix of summer. This is one of the motu’s around Maupiti…a cruel seductress with her crystal clear water and her heaping plates of fresh tuna sashimi. To be able to afford to go back there, we’d have to either start up another honeymoon registry or I’d have to start hooking. If it doesn’t start warming up around here soon, I just might consider it.
No Method, Just Madness
sometimes. other times the exact opposite. but at all times, unabashedly mine.
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