Ah, what a lovely day. Woke up at 6:30 because early bird catches the worm. (Or in this case, the fish.) Though I didn't actually fish (I hate watching the poor things wriggle on the end of the line), the barbecuing and the silliness made for a great (early) morning. Then it was ruined by my eight hour shift. You can't have everything.
But wait...then why is there a slide?
Top, vintage Gucci; Belt, vintage Coach; Shorts, Buffalo; Boots, Lucky; Rings, thrifted.