the smell of summer

This is the picture that will be adorning my fridge for the foreseeable future, or at least until the warmer weather returns. While temperatures in Cyprus plummet, my body and my brain are yearning for the summer months again; lazy saturday afternoons sprawled out on a sunlounger, painted toe nails, flip flops, denim shorts, lemonade, greek salad and hot crispy pitta bread, salt water hair, holidays in fishing villages and of course, a bronzed body. While i dont have any body hang ups to shout about, I want to be this girl in the quicksilver advert, effortlessly wearing a black string bikini and looking out to nothing.

For now its back to the christmas shopping.