jakarta

i woke up at 8:30 this morning.

then napped. until 9:30.

i had weird dreams of the bf and the wife of one of his best friends. they kissed and it was horrible.

i also dreamt that someone stole my luggage, and i cried because my favorite bikini was in my bag.



when i woke, i felt like crying. have i waxed poetic about j.crew bikinis before? they fit like a dream, somehow making the whole bikini-shopping process a bit less demoralizing. the bikini camouflages flaws and slides on effortlessly. and the prints. oh, the patterns! paisley. stripes. dots. vintage. batik. so lovely.

a gift for me.