let’s ignore all the logistics issues here (1. you can’t ride a bike and carry a clutch; 2. that bodysuit could never contain what i’ve got going on up here; 3. sandals and motorcycles probably aren’t recommended; 4. can you ride a motorcycle in a skirt? etc.) BUT i can’t help but daydream about a fancy-free life zooming around with the sun on your shoulders and the wind in your hair.
i’ve gotten bitten by the motorcycle bug, you see. and i love these honda super cubs. they’re like little macarons on wheels. unfortunately, they seem to be available everywhere but the states. so i’m going to have to move.
in the meantime… my daydreams will look a lot like this.