I thought the sky was going to fall down on us today here in Sydney town with that huge ash cloud hanging worryingly low. I scurried home to save my brand new (white) outdoor pillows… which I found covered in a light grey layer of dust. And no, I refuse to switch to dark pillows. Everything has to be white – full stop. Go me…
This little number has been hanging in my closet for a while, and what better day than today to be floating around in a barely-there piece of fun. I patiently waited for these beauties to arrive, and in the humor of my man mistaking them for a bikini when they arrived, I never want to take these things off my feet.
I bet they allow me to breathe under water too.