Summer’s knocking which means I’m drooling for open water with a side of triple digits and resort wear. Too bad I can’t afford resort wear or, you know, leave the house.
I once heard that “a vacation is having nothing to do and all day to do it in,” but that essentially equates quarantine with vacation so that can’t be right, right?
I’m just going to wear the cotton nightgown I ordered for $24 on Amazon as a “resort dress,” with sandals and gold earrings, put on some Astrud Gilberto and ignore the fact I have cabin fever. Below are a bunch I wish I bought just in case you were dying to know (of course you were).
