Sunday was too nice of a day to sit at a computer, so I opted for some skin damage on the beach instead. After a long night celebrating Sydney's fabulousness and Al Green's lack of enthusiasm I pulled my messy self out of bed and coordinated my swimsuit (and later, skin color) with my lipstick. I felt a bit silly being one of those girls who obviously put some effort into an activity which essentially requires laying in the dirt all day but I got over it after in about 15 minutes. The weather was lovey and the scenery was even better. I love summer and the bare cinnamon skin it brings with it. Nothing better than manorexic men strutting around in their Euro-speedos and faux-hawks. God bless Australia!
Bues!
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