|The view from the top floor of our Boracay home away from home, Sur.|
On the other, well, it's hard to not be a tiny bit jealous of all those gorgeous bikini beauties and wish that I, too, could hang out all day with a few bits of fabric and a prayer and be done with it.
But then again, as it seems to be the case with me, it takes effort to be effortless. When one is in Boracay where inhibitions are low and the bods are beautiful, schlepping in a half-assed cover-up or tank+shorts is just so not fab. So here's what worked for me.
I may not be able to go the barely there route, so I opted for the Full Diva: a full, hot pink floral caftan with blingy sparkly beads (a Magarbo find) that made me feel like one of Diana Vreeland's fabulous socialite friends. Haha! I got my share of looks for this get up, but keber! I felt like a million bucks!
Click read more to see what's under the caftan as well as my other swimsuit looks.
But first...that caftan's so fab..
Anyway, on to what I wore underneath!
|Taken at Ambassador in Paradise's beach front, where we had cocktails while visiting Tonette and Jaret.|
|late afternoon drinks at Sur, which has the best happy hour!!|
|The frozen margarita and Cuba Libre at Ambassador was OK too. :)|