The fires, the smoke, the hurricane-force winds. While I'm infinitely grateful that we could escape to safety, I wouldn't mind a mental escape, even just for a few moments, far, far away to a carefree, soot-free, coconut-laden beach. Like, say, Mauritius--and prepped for it exactly like Emili Sindlev, pictured here. I'd breeze around in sarongs, tied around me as tops and skirts, like , above, and , below. I'd keep cool in a and bucket hat (like ) and when the sun starts to set, I'd slip into a pretty pastel dress such as this one and this , both below, and this mini. Au revoir!