The last day of our trip to Malta was, of course, warm.
Gloriously, cozily, sunny and warm.
It was the first day of the trip that I didn't require 7 mixed layers, pulled from the bottom of both my suitcase and SB's suitcase.
It was also one of those awkward travel days where we didn't fly out until the afternoon, had to fly to a midpoint, sit there for 8 hours, fly back to Germany, and then spend almost 2 hours on the road to get home from the airport.
Suffice it to say that I ended up going through several outfits, but this one was my have.
… and the views didn't hurt.
… I even almost ended up looking like a real live fashion model in some of these. Ok… that was wishful thinking, but I tried…