Ahhh…Miami. It’s just what I needed and all I’ve thought/talked/dreamt about for the past few weeks.
The trip got off to a slightly rocky start. As soon as we approached JFK, I realized I’d forgotten my ID at the apartment. Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes I yawned,
“I don’t really think I’ll need it, right? They don’t card in Miami.”
To which my loving yet extremely perturbed boyfriend replied, “Are you kidding me? How are you gonna get on the plane, Jess?”
Oh, yea. In my defense: it was 5 am and I wasn’t all there. Luckily, we were able to get on the 9 am flight and arrived by early afternoon.
I pretty much wore the same outfit on the flight there as I did on the flight back. It’s hard to dress when it’s 30* during take off and 75* during landing, but I think I managed.
I went for some coral colored jeans from Necessary Clothing, cream colored top and white blazer from Zara, gold snake-skin printed flats from Tory Burch, a cream cashmere scarf from Nordstrom, Michael Kors bedford bowling bag, and a red suit-case to match my Brookstone iPad keyboard.
I paired the rented bandage dress with my Zara blazer, tons of gold jewelry (Michael Kors, Brandy Melville, Alex and Ani, Nordstrom,) strappy nude heels from Steve by Steve Madden, and a Marc by Marc Jacobs cream and gold clutch. After a night of sushi, vodka sodas, live bands and laughs I poured myself into bed.
Day 2 involved a full day of sun-bathing. I love mixing and matching bathing suits, so I paired a plaid-trimmed red bikini top with a nova-check bottom- both of which were from Burberry. I kept it casual with a flowy grey top from Victoria’s Secret and some denim shorts from Express.