30 August 2016

Vive les vacances, vive les tongs!


F and I, we go back a long time. 7 years I think. We have a friendship relationship of sorts. Even though we only meet twice a year max, we share the best time of the year.

F may come from freedom or the breeze caressing my feet with its soft touch. F actually comes from flip flops. Flip flops, makeup remover wipes, my colorful Desigual bag, they all mean the same to me: the time of the year when breakfast is served to me. That time of the year when my flip flops and I, we have places to go, people to see.


Vive les vacances, vive les flip flops!

A vacation a year keeps the doctor away!

P.S. 12 tips for packing toiletries


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