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You may have noticed by now that Agent Provocateur makes the sexiest swimwear on earth. What started as a silent ripple on the beaches of St. Tropez or Ibiza has now become a tidal wave of sex appeal that can be felt as far away as Uruguay, Bermuda and Hong Kong. Scorch waves across the world. Every day my Instagram feed is packed out with babes in bikinis – the Mazzy, the Shelby, the Lyssandra – hashtagging their #AgentProvocateur with pride. Girls who normally reserve their AP’s for behind closed doors are getting it all out for the social sphere. And strangely enough, no one is complaining.
Get your party started by listening to the new Krankbrother: Recollective album – from disco to house, it’s got enough beats to last til dawn.
I always pack a pair of Candice shoes to dance in, and a huge pair of saucer shades to hide my eyes at El Chiringuito beach club the next day.
Who else but Kate Moss?
At this time of year the glossy magazines are packed with sun-soaked editorials dedicated to telling you how to get ‘holiday ready’. Two months to go: ditch the carbs. One month to go: hit the green juice. Two weeks to go: exfoliate like your life depends on it. One week to go: pedicure, manicure, spray tan, Botox, implants, etcetera.
Personally I prefer to count UP to my holiday. Here’s how…