Feeling the Heat
Thursday was hot. Real hot. Granted, it wasn’t Africa hot or Las Vegas hot, but it was Hawai’i hot. Still, it was hot. The cool breezes that we were experiencing earlier in the week had calmed, and the sun blazed to the mid to low eighties.
My stomach convinced my throat of how wonderful something cool and refreshing would be, and I soon found myself walking in the afternoon Sun towards the neighborhood TCBY. It was hot, but I continued walking. As I walked, I didn’t know what I was looking forward to more, the frozen strawberry yogurt or the cool air-conditioning that awaited me at TCBY. Ahhhhh…one was just as good as the other.
On the walk back, I noticed a lot of women wearing shirts that exposed their middrift. It’s not the first time that I have noticed this trend, but on these hot days it seems like tummies are exposed everywhere. Flat tummies, muscle tummies, soft tummies, round tummies, bulging tummies. There is something quite sexy about a woman exposing just a few inches of her middrift. Thursday was hot.