Portofino, Italy
Step away from the sequinned bikinis. It's my new mantra. The micro triangles and floss that make up these 'swimmers' are wardrobe malfunctions in the making. But my holiday head, happily ensconced in the Italian riviera, is unable to differentiate between this surreal world of sun, sea and mopeds and the practicalities of home. I can't even discuss the cycling anymore because I sound like a broken record, stuck on endless blue skies, awe-inspiring coastal views ...