Girlie getaways

Some 6 years ago now, the blonde, Newly Single, the FA, Previously Preggers, Louise Vuitton and I spent 4 days in Marbella, courtesy of Louise Vuitton's boyfriend ( now husband) having an apartment in Puerto Banus. It was mid Celtic Tiger so , as far as we were concerned, we were super fabulous. As is our usual behaviour, we had each bought a variety of magazines which we swopped repeatedly, until we knew everything about everyone. Due to the bluish tinge, my skin keeps all year round, I had gone for a spray tan, but was a bit more Beyonce than bronzed. Due to the necessity of sun cream I could not put bronzer on my face, so looked like an upside down Choc Ice....attractive ! I am always of the opinion that everyone on Earth looks more glamorous on a beach than I do, but this fact does not actually bother me. With the air of a woman let loose for a few days, I embraced not giving a damn, and had a ball.
I caught sight of the photo above in The Guardian today, as they are collecting old Kodak instant camera shots and wondered, in a few years time, will photos of us girlies on holiday look like this to others ? Will we appear twee and dull and sober, whereas we are of the opinion that we are always fabulous, exciting and a little tipsy. Then I realised that the reason we feel and look fabulous when we are together is not because we are show stoppingly beautiful, or that our clothes are haute couture, or that we have had work done. It is quite simply that the company of really truly great girlfriends, brings smiles so broad to our faces that we will never look like the women in the photo. If I could transport myself back to those ladies on their beach, that day, I would suggest they pour a glass of Pinot Grigio or Gavi , discuss Brazilians, STD's, their husbands/boyfriends/ex boyfriends, contraceptive devices and other such stimulating topics and laugh out loud for the next photo taken of them.