Wearing a Dreamy Swimsuit Everyday...

This new Beach Life has really agreed with me.  Our favorite family activity is renting a boat and cruising around the harbor, pretending we're in Arrested Development.

Loose Seal!

I've been obsessed with maillots since we moved here.  I picture wearing them as everyday clothing, with a long skirt and platforms. That way I'm always prepared to jump in the water.

I need to prepared for constant water fun.

  

If I had a modest wool maillot like these bathing beauties I would wear it alone:  

There were some lovely options shown in the 

ready-to-wear Spring 2012 shows.

 This Prada number has been all over the place:

And while I think it's fab,

I'd prefer this pink/green one:

If I'm going to wear a Prada granny-inspired swimsuit, 

I want it look like a proper granny.

Speaking of hot-granny looks, this Dolce & Gabbana one-piece is amazing.  Paired with a red flared skirt and brown sandals, I would pretend I was on Lido Isle near Venice.  Or Lido Isle off Newport Beach.  Both are equally stunning and the latter is much closer. 

But if I'm going to wear a Dolce & Gabbana bodysuit I would have to go with the glam, sequined version.  

Otherwise, what's the point?

 As far as ubiquitous maillots go, 

these sparkly beauties were unstoppable.  

If I'm going to wear an over-the-top bathing suit, why stop at sequins and jewels?

Why not not just wear a one-piece with a feather bustle?

Or just a spacey, metallic color-burst?

Because that would be taking it too far.  

That's why.

Many Dreamy Returns

I went away for a week for a delightful mix of work and fun.
And for some reason blogger is not being its normal, charming self.
No fonts, no alignments. Did I go away and come back to Communist Russia?
More later . . .

Collection of my Dreams

I've been thinking of Frida and Diego a lot recently.

I hate to be so predictable but,

when I saw this photo (at Casa Azul) I teared up:

Contrary to popular belief or what I write on this blog, I don't normally cry at photos but this one really had a hold on me. You could see how tightly they were holding each other - like if they let go one would disappear (most likely Diego).

You know Frida would dress up in traditional Mexican costumes for Diego? I feel like she would have done anything to engross him, using her feminine and artistic wiles to keep his attention focused on her. It worked but only for a while.

I don't have a Diego Rivera but I do appreciate wearing traditional clothing of Spanish and Mexican decent. I wear my peineta,

my shawls

and Lucha Libre masks to honor the women of my family and also because they're pretty.

I cannot wait to see Moschino's collection next spring. It has all the trappings of a perfect Spanish wardrobe - whether I want to be muy masculino o muy feminina. Plus all the accessories for head and hair are making me weak in the knees.

This would be the perfect way to pay tribute to the matriarchs of my family and maybe Frida as well.

Dream Holiday

I'm off to do one of my favorite past times:

taking photos of paintings in museums.

The light of truth and a burning heart?

That's amazing.

Isn't this guy sexy?

And who doesn't want to be looked at like this?

I tell you, the fun is going to be endless.

Who wants to come?!