This is a photo of the handbag I bought for summer, which I started using last week. I love it because it’s tres chic being a gold/bronze metallic and also simply because it’s big enough to hold my huge sunglasses case as well as my glasses case (in case the contacts tear), among the myriad of other things I feel the need to carry with me at all times
Hip, hip hooray! We are definitely going to our beloved St. Martin at the end of July. While I had booked the resort way back in January, with fuel prices going up, up, up so did the cost of airline tickets. The most we’ve ever had to pay to fly there has been around $1100. That’s still pricey, but it’s the cost of going to the Caribbean. We are completely spoiled by the fact that we have two major airports within about 45 minutes from our home and have always flown out of one of them in the past, even though we’ve also had to connect vs. a direct flight. Recently tickets have been running around $1800 and though we adore our beloved little island, we could not justify that, what with the additional costs of the trip (Gotta eat for goodness sake!). We actually had come to the point where we were looking at other options. A friend suggested that I check New York or Boston for flights on Jet Blue. Turned out the flights were less expensive but would also mean a 2 hour drive (either way) to the airport. As it also turned out, the Boston flights go to New York before St. Martin thereby making it silly to drive to Boston when we could just go 2 hours the other way to New York. And so I began my campaign to fly out of JFK. Why campaign? Because there was a hitch.
The hitch? Mr.
So, hurray for vacation! I think. Because immediately after I booked the tickets I realized I have approximately 51 days to lose 900 pounds to be ready for being in a bathing suit on the beach next to gorgeous, thin French women. YIKES!