Whew! I am totally wiped out from traveling! I don’t know how some of these big-time bloggers jet set all the time, cuz right now I feel like I’ve been run over by a mack truck and need a month to recover. On our way back to Charleston from Cancun (for those who aren’t up to speed on where I’ve been;)) my travel buddies and I were all talking about how crappy we felt from not working out and eating/drinking with reckless abandon for 6 days straight. I declared I wasn’t going to step on the scale for at least a week after we got back (too scared), but out of curiosity my hubby weighed himself as soon as we got home and said he only gained half a pound (major eye-roll from me), and then one of my friends said she actually lost a couple pounds (like whaaat?!). I decided there was hope for me and made the big mistake, HUGE, of weighing myself. So can I just tell yall that I gained 12 pounds on a friggin five night vacay!?! You read that right….TWELVE FREAKING POUNDS!! I am crossing my puffy fingers that 99% of it’s from fluid retention, but I suppose only time will tell. I mean, did you all see my swollen ankles in my insta stories?! All the guys in our crew were freaked out at the “pitting.” Heck, even I was cringing. Dammit, I knew I should’ve packed my compression stockings. #OldPeopleProbs
Speaking of my massive leg/ankle swelling…I was sooooo thankful I brought along these tropical palazzo pants on our trip so I could have at least one night where I actually felt kinda cute without my muffin-topping ankles on full display. They’re incredibly comfy, and I got tons of compliments on them. Not to mention they’re the perfect addition to my summer vacay wardrobe. I’m extremely happy with the quality of these pants too. The fabric feels amazing on, and they have pockets, YAY!
I ended up wearing them with a wide braided belt in Mexico (like this one) to try to define my waist a bit better (I needed all the help I could get), and I paired them with this tank bc it’s a bit dressier for dinner than the cotton tank I’m wearing above. Of course I also had to ditch the denim jacket on our trip bc it was approximately a million degrees in Mexico.
I suppose I should actually tell you all where we went…we were at the Excellence Resort in Playa Mujeres. We’ve been there before with some of the same friends who came on this trip and had an amazing time the first go-round, and this visit was no exception. Michael and I had sworn off all-inclusive resorts after a nightmare visit to a Sandals resort in Jamaica. It was so awful, we were actually given a free four night stay at any Sandals resort, and we didn’t even use it. The only reason we were willing to give the Excellence Resort a try the first time is because we were living in Denver at the time, and it was our Charleston friends who were going and we missed them terribly. We figured even if the resort sucked, we’d at least get to hang out with our friends, and we ended up being blown away by it. At Sandals, their basic rooms are like staying in a Motel 6, but the basic rooms at the Excellence are all just as nice (actually nicer) than the room we paid thousands in upgrade fees for at Sandals. All the rooms at the Excellence include an indoor/outdoor hot tub, 24 hour room service, and a full bar in each room. Their service and hospitality is amazing, and the employees are all so friendly. I did not collaborate with the resort in any way, as I didn’t want to have to work on this trip since I knew it would be tough with 16 of us visiting together, so this recommendation has zero strings attached to it.
At the same time I feel the need to remind you all that you don’t see much sponsored work from me bc I’m extremely particular about who I partner with, which is why I’m a blogger on a major budget haha. I pass up a lot of opportunities because they would not be an authentic collaboration, and what’s the fun in that?? So my point is, even if you do see a sponsored post from me, please know that it is something I have used, or would be happy to purchase even if I were not in the blogging bizz. 😉
Well, I’m off to bed so I can prop up my swollen ham hocks and continue my post vacay recovery.
Nighty, night yall!
PS: Omigosh….Gertie (my little brindle frenchie) just laid next to me and let out the longest, loudest fart ever, and she didn’t even bat an eye when I just called her out. Dead. 🙂