Just when I thought my summer could not get any worse, the lord almighty, whoever or wherever it might be, answered by prayers and sent me to Ibiza. Si, si, si, hola, hola, hola Eivissa! The last time I went here was more than a decade ago. I’m not even gonna tell you when exactly because it will cement the notion that I’m a dinosaur. But yes, I’m THRILLED, I’m so happy to be back. I’ve decided that I’m gonna make an effort from now on to spend a week here at least during summer. Every year. Why haven’t I gone here before when I go to Europe all the fucking time? Ugh. Looking back, it’s fascinating how I’ve worked so hard over the past few years that I forgot to take real vacations. It’s great that I get to travel more than a pilot even if it’s mostly for work. If there’s anything I’ve learned in the past 24 hours that I’ve been here, it’s… well, it’s important to take a break from it all. Shake that booty bitches, it’s time to party.
Shorts by Marc Jacobs, sandals by Prada, sunglasses by Replay, bracelets by Hermes and Cartier, watch by Cartier