I put my survival kit in (sunscreen, sunglasses, Ipad) and toss it in my big beach bag. And so when there are no palm trees around (like in Montauk, you can count the palm trees with one hand) (Mmmmm, this is a French expression. I am not sure it translates very well) I can look at my clutch and dream about them.
No. Because magazines always try to overfeed me with fall fashion, I resist. I want to enjoy summer fashion till the last second.