South Beach is all about relaxing by day and partying by night. It's a flamboyant place, where people go to see and be seen. Women pour themselves into tiny bikinis or tight dresses paired with sky-high heels and men walk around sans t-shirt more often than not. Everyone is tanned, relaxed and beautiful and ready to indulge in anything hedonistic at the drop of a hat.
I personally had only one thing on my mind - plenty of quality time lazing around on a white sandy beach, refreshing swims when it got too hot and a stack of good books queued up on my e-reader. Unfortunately the weather was not beach appropriate (for me) so instead, we lingered slowly over breakfast every morning, walked miles along the beach and stopped in restaurants or cafés to recharge and people watch.
|- No guns on the beach? -|
|- The beach huts were a work of art -|
|- Someone left a love heart on the sand... not lovely husband C. -|
|- A fun family playground -|
I have to say, the people watching was fabulous… I saw:
· A bar tending class on the beach where people were throwing bottles around in their bathers
· A burlesque dancer strutting her stuff in the front courtyard of a hotel… all the way down to the tassels
· A large crowd of people, dressed head to toe white, ready for a white party
· Gold shoes with white jeans and a black vest… on a man
· More limousines and stretch Hummers on the road than normal cars.
It was hard to come back to Chicago… where the temperature is dipping to the negatives (Celsius) this week. I'm totally looking forward to my new winter coat arriving this weekend!
From New York, with love xox
* If you've been to Miami before (or listened to a certain song by LMFAO), you'll know that I
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