I have a bit of an infatuation with travel and I’m constantly scheming on my next adventure. Currently I’m chomping at the bit because I haven’t been anywhere since September and the experience was well… meh (hey Toronto). I bought a trip to the Dominican Republic a few months back that I have until April to use. This cold desolate thing called winter is getting old, and I yearn for the happy healthy relationship I have with warm slightly humid weather.
So I just received the new VS swimsuit issue in the mail yesterday and sat on my couch giddy with excitement of the probability of buying a few new swimsuits for my upcoming trip. Though I have more swimsuits than I know what to do with; I always want more. But until I am on the warm beaches of Punta Cana rocking my new bikini, ordering every single rum laden drink off the menu, taking poolside mamajuana shots, getting my merengue and bachata on with some hot locals, imma sit here at my desk in cold grey Philadelphia flipping through my swimsuit catalogue daydreaming and scheming on my next passport stamp.
Random I know…