Here's the problem with living in Los Angeles - it adds a whole new dimension to my wardrobe. The swimsuit dimension. That's right - I've become a beach bunny. Last summer S and I ran off to the beach every weekend, and I'm already feeling the fever, though it's barely March and currently about 58 outside. Back in Minnesota (heck, way back in Portland) a swimsuit was a silly expense. I'd lazily dream about dropping cash on a good one every year, then run to Target at the last second for the one time I entered the water. BUT NOW. Oh, but now.
And so, I present to you, dear reader, my current top five.