YOU SAY BOHEMIAN, I SAY BAHAMIAN

SO WE WOKE UP THE OTHER MORNING AND REALISED WE WERE LATE FOR A PLANE.

SO WE DID WHAT WE ALWAYS DO WHEN WE'RE LATE LATE LATE. THREW TOGETHER A BAG OF BOHEMIA AND HEADED FOR THE SUN, ARMED WITH PALM PRINT AND GOOD COMPANY.

AND ALL OF A SUDDEN EVERYTHING LOOKED DIFFERENT.

IN THE BEST POSSIBLE WAY.

THEN IT WAS TIME TO GET DRESSED! NO SLEEP! NO REST!

OUR ROSE DRESS AND FOLK WAISTCOAT NEVER FAILS.

ALSO THERE IS ALWAYS TIME FOR A LITTLE BOHEMIA SELFIE, NO MATTER HOW LATE YOU ARE.

AND THEN IT WAS TIME TO SEE THESE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE TIE THE KNOT:

AND, ARM IN ARM WITH OUR CHICEST DATE DECKED IN PUCCI,

WE GOT READY TO PARTY. 

MENUS DRAWN BY OUR OWN FAIR HANDS

AND A SPECIAL BESPOKE JACKET FOR THE BLUSHING BRIDE:

THE ISLANDERS TAUGHT US A FEW THINGS ABOUT FEATHERS AND NEON:

THE NEXT MORNING THE HANGOVER DIDN'T EVEN REGISTER AS WE WERE IN PARADISE.

AND FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A VERY LONG TIME, WE CHILLED. WE DID PRETTY MUCH NOTHING. EXCEPT OF COURSE, PROVIDE THE WARDROBE:

WHEN YOU HAVE BEAUTIFUL FRIENDS BEING A CLOTHING DESIGNER IS EASY. 

JUST A BUNCH OF BOHEMIAN BAHAMA MAMAS, YOU MIGHT SAY.

WE ALSO CONVERTED STEPHANIE TO BOHEMIA, WHO BOUGHT OUR CHLOE DRESS OFF OUR BACK. IT LOOKED BETTER ON HER ANYWAY:

WE COULD ONLY STAY IN THE SUN FOR SO LONG, WE WERE STARTING TO LOOK LIKE PALM BEACH MAGDA LEATHER FACE. SO WE SLATHERED OURSELVES IN COCONUT OIL, SOAKED UP THE GOOD VIBES AND HEADED BACK TO THE CITY.

SEE YOU LATER SEA AND SAND. CONGRATULATIONS VIC & MIC!

LOVE,

BOHEMIA