| Outfit |

Here are three rules to wear black in Manhattan - in winter: Layer-Texture-Layer. And here's the attempted Greenwich industrial casualty having a go at a restructure via overused staples from burdened excess baggage. The irony.

Unimpressed? I give up. Wanna protest? Go free(ze) your nipple.



| Editorial |

As far as I'm concerned, it's not all that hard to pull off a Kardashian lifestyle.

 Like how every other Cosmopolitan guide offers you "Which bikini to complement each body shape?", Triangl's got me completely (semi) covered. While the next celeb tabloid fools you with an elusive theory on a fab beach bod, capitalise on confidence and thank the Gods of Bondi Waves for Triangl

Granted, a member of the small-boob camp away from the leagues of Pam Anderson, Lil' Kim, or any Victoria's Secret Angels, enter my declaration exclaiming "My body is ready! My body is ready!" in this equation of melting points – sun, salty skin, and swimwear. Should my prolific chant make sense, wreak your futile exercise in surpassing your bra size and enjoy your swim garb. Let's get real.