I thought I’d do a throwback to Greece, since I’m not there and missing it. Then I found this photo and decided to throw it AAAALLL the way back. •• Growing up, I spent my summers in the sea, from the first possible day it was warm enough to swim (early May) to the last day of the season (October, if I was lucky). Even now, breathing in that salt air calms me in a way nothing else does. •• Also yes, I had a bowl cut. Of course I had a bowl cut. Didn’t everyone at that age? . . . . .