One of the great things about summer (yes, it’s summer down here in the Southern Hemisphere) is sarongs. I have a variety of colours and patterns – which go with my moods and my clothes – and they’re ever so handy!
After Apollo and I first moved in together, he promptly claimed one of my sarongs – in this heat it’s morning wear, post-work wear, and all-weekend wear! It was originally a gift from my (now ex) partner’s brother’s partner, so was happy to give it a more positive spin. Not to mention the yellow and green suit him, and I get to perve at his arse through the thin material…
My own sarongs have come from all over the place. I still have my first-ever sarong, a gift my mother brought back from Bali when I was still a teen. Then there’s the sarong I purchased at Sea World on the Gold Coast; sarongs I’ve found in hospice shops and fashion boutiques (for the larger lady); and sarongs that I’ve been gifted by friends who’ve travelled.
This is one of them. A friend came back from Fiji with this for me, and I love it. Not only is it one of only two sarongs that doesn’t need ironing after a wash … it’s also remarkably sheer!
Sarongs can be worn long, or folded in half. You can tie it around the breasts, or wrap it around the hips. It can be tied in a knot or pulled through a coconut-shell sarong-holder, or merely tucked in place.
But they always look great.
Many thanks to Aphrodite for taking great photos!