Dear Diary! Today is my first day at sea! I’m very excited, just arriving at the beach. I am sure that today I will meet the man of my life! Let’s see if I forgot anything:
beach towel, hair towel, beach oil 20, 25, 35 factor, magazines, beach scarf, trap scarf, watermelon print swimsuit, leopard print swimsuit, manicure pad, 11 minutes by Paulo Coelho, my phone, my phone, crosswords, hair brush, lipstick, mascara, white cards, trap flip flops, flip flops for the beach, bouncy ball, bouncy mattress… what, what else?
Well, since I’ve forgotten it, I don’t need it…
10:45 a.m
Dear diary, now settled in! Because the previous time when I came there weren’t many people, so I waited for more to come and arrive again properly at the beach. I’m too good looking to arrive first. The program is as follows — baking and looking around for the man of my life! Kisses! PS: Wow, how hard it is to walk in heels in the sand!
11:00 a.m
Some jackass told me I had to pay 30 euros for the sunbed. I offered him to pour me a mojito, as I have seen on TV that he can, but he doesn’t want to. I told him I was too famous to pay for a sunbed and he made me move…nothing, and from the third line I can see the dudes path perfectly on the waves — we have a mission after all!
11:15 a.m
Dear diary, why is there so much sand on the beach? My nail art is ruined!
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