Life on Mo’orea. No complaints. There’s a tropical smell in the air and not very many worries. Except for a massive amount of mosquito bites every night it doesn’t get much better than this. A chance to really enjoying island life. Tahitian style.
Early one morning a few of the [more eager] girls set out for a stroll and found a cute little bake shop. You can probably guess I wasn’t one of them. We followed them back [some of us still half asleep] to find a quaint french-style cafe tucked on the side of the road. If the the colors of the building didn’t give itself away the smell of fresh baked goodies inside did. I settled for a cup of coffee and a croissant.
What was even more thrilling than the caffeine and carbs was our love for the colorful walls. Especially since most of our outfits complemented very well with the blues and pinks. I cannot tell you how much I love all my Surf Bazaar goodies. I could practically live in that caftan everyday. And my Samudra collab pouch.. City of Lights. She’s like an unsung hero. Its been my favorite ever since I used it on this particular morning and have been carrying it around ever since. It was the perfect little vacation wander and fashion coincidence..
..As we enjoyed breakfast in paradise.