More than a garment, my sarong has become my comfort zone. Gifted to me from my parents' last trip to Italy, I wrap her around me and it feels like a hug from them. Specially these days when I can't see them.  Just like their love- this sarong is unconditional. It sits on my hips no matter what size I am, what time of day it is,  or what I do (or donât) wear on top with it.  Wonât judge me, wonât deny me, wonât scold me. Like a motherâs love all it wants to do is comfort me, support me, and grow with me.  Alas, Iâve felt so inspired by this âheroâ piece in my wardrobe for quarantine Iâd say a little ode is in place for her today:
TRUE STORY
I hang around the house in a sarong all day,
With a glass of rosé "to kill time" I say.
Iâve learned my favorite thing to playÂ
Is our songs for Sirens in Isolay,
My sarong is my go-to at home- itâs cray,
Wonât judge me, squeeze me, or leave me at bay.
It wraps itself around me no matter which way.
In its own way it tells me âeverything is okayâ.
My mom gifted it to me one day,
Back when I lived in Half Moon Bay.
Last night I wore it while I watched Castaway,
And published that edit with a pink Mantaray.
Without my sarong Iâd be lost -Oy Vey.
Iâm looking forward to next month come what May,
Even if at home I continue to stay.
"One size fits all" I say!
ABOVE: Me at home in my sarong & the Triangle Top in Garnet.
ABOVE: Me at home in my sarong, with a nearly empty glass of Rosé & Free People bralette.
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đĄ Stay Home, Siren.
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welp, iâm a beach girl, so I know what you mean!
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hahahaha! I can relateâŠ
Mariamer, q bella!
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