I went to the beach on Saturday and somehow managed to burn one of my feet to a lobster-esque crisp. Just one foot, the right one, and I don't understand it. I lathered everywhere with SPF 50, including that foot, but somehow only there, on my right foot, it didn't take.
My boyfriend had several elaborate conspiracy theories which he rambled on about until I began to suspect he'd mention a "grassy knoll" and I'd have to break up with him. Luckily he became distracted by making pretty patterns in deviled eggs and stopped. He's delightful that way.
The water was frigid and I barely went in, but my roommate did and she said there was garbage floating around her. Love NYC.
My boyfriend had several elaborate conspiracy theories which he rambled on about until I began to suspect he'd mention a "grassy knoll" and I'd have to break up with him. Luckily he became distracted by making pretty patterns in deviled eggs and stopped. He's delightful that way.
The water was frigid and I barely went in, but my roommate did and she said there was garbage floating around her. Love NYC.
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