Key Lime Fine

This might be the strangest summer on record. Unless it was on a holiday weekend, I didn’t hit a single moment at any pool. There were no key lime pies. There were no melony, buratta-y, fresh tomato-y salads. I don’t have an inkling of what the song of the summer is. And bathing suit body?…

Keys, Please

I’ve been off the grid for the last week galavanting around the gorgeous Florida Keys! While previous visits included some truly hilarious, debaucherous times with friends or the like, this trip was decidedly different. Instead of closing down watering holes and being reprimanded at various high brow hotels, the Chap and I were staying in…