I’d just finished a big organised tour from Washington which ended in Miami, so I stayed on a few more days to recouperate… and by recouperate, I mean drink all the strawberry coladas I could get my hands on.
Anyway I thought I’d get some exercise in as I hadn’t done any for some time. I headed into town and bought the pants in the pic above, along with the matching crop.
Being in Miami gave me some false confidence so I went for a jog with just the crop and pants on, my midriff out for all the Art Deco tourists and Muscle Beach boys to see.
Not long into my run a man stopped me. He said ‘girl watcha running for? You damn fine just the way you are! Go on home now!’ … so I did.
I took that man’s random compliment, laughed the whole way back to my hotel and ordered some more ceviche and a strawberry colada.
And that incident, is one of the many reasons why I love America. The random and empowering encounters you have there make me feel happy and bemused.
Have a happy Thursday friends! x