Brightness

In preparing for Micronesia, I've decided to take a break from the regular black and blue drab one can call my daily attire. I mean, how often is one going to get to spend a year on an island, thousands of miles clear of sight and sound from any high horsed fashion police? But then again, if I had cared about the fashion police at all during my time at home, I would have been behind bars a long time already. In the future, here's to hoping that my personal shopper will keep me jail free; you know, along with the personal chef who will make low cholesterol tasty meals and the chauffeur waiting outside. In the meantime(or reality), here's a preview of the tropical rainbow that will be me, or what is on me. Someday, bittersweetly, there will come a day for Chanel suits and Manolo heels. As for now, hypothetically owned nice suit and heels would mold after a week in Kosrae, so no. No, only flips flops and 100% thin cotton is allowed in this suitcase. After reviewing these, it is evident that I am destined to be in a Skittles commercial.

P.S- These were so ridiculous and silly, I knew they were "the ones" from like, 30 feet away. Goodbye, boring brown scratched and cracked old pair. Hello brightness!