Dress, J.Crew. Sunglasses, Winners. Belt, Banana Republic. Sandals, Nine West.
I've been unknowingly tanning at home. Although I gingerly apply SPF 65 on the beach, I seem to forget that my windows face west and that cat naps in the sun aren't as healthy as they are delightful. Years from now, when my dermatologist recommends that I get some moles removed, I will take the news surprisingly well - never underestimate the power of being well-rested. And if worse comes to worst, at least my epitaph will read "Death by catnap." How many people can say that?