Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Topless in St. Martin

One of the pleasures on the trip to Sint Maarten/St. Martin was being able to doff my bikini top to sunbathe and not worry about "accidents." Back home, in order to get an even tan, I unhook the back strap but leave the neck tied. That way, should I forget, the swimsuit hangs loosely but a little modesty is preserved. I undid both but forgot I did more than once . . . .
At St. Martin's you can go all the way!


  1. Going nude is a delight, I must admit. But I feel taken now, and regarding seeing me that way is only for my man.

  2. Oh no! Your guy should let you go in the buff!