Summer is my season. I'm just happy when the sun is shining, the air is warm and the days are long. I also realized that I find it no coincidence that the summer is also the time of year usually love when love or I am.
My inclination to summer to find love took root during my nine summers in the area of co-ed sleepovers that, even if the relationship lasted one has been issued a badge of honor, a "friend" as have an interpolation prepubescent total of 1, 5 weeks consisted of a "kiss Shabbat" on Friday night (the "brotherhood" just my evaluation camp) and a slow dance with a "social". With these criteria, we could easily two or three friends, without looking for something nasty at the age of twelve.
When I moved to New York after graduating from college, I was introduced to the Hamptons, the seaside resorts along the southern branch of the eastern end of Long Iceland for the first time. After a friend's house was a guest, I realized that as strange as it was eighteen people-many of whom do not know how you met in a house for five weekends fertile ground to live together research new summer love.
I have connected me to the Hamptons and the promise it holds for the summer of love since. House of plurinominal a tennis court, pool and jacuzzi at the beach hut little ant with four close friends party attacked stereotypical: Thus, I have lived in almost any location of the house.
And like the composition and the atmosphere of these houses were moved, as the nature of the love that I find (or already) during the summer. Some "Like" were so deep and short, as I have it back to camp; others have proven to be one of the most important relationships in my life. Because during the summer emotions (and hormones) also emphasizes that the temperatures, I have learned through trial, error and occasional success must be careful with this field of wildflowers to do so quickly becomes a minefield.
My new novel, Love Hampton, my main character, Tori Miller, traveling more than fifty "Hamptons Unwritten Rules", many of which have to do with dating. But these rules are universal and apply only to a handful of semi-rarefied stations along the East End, but wherever the mercury rises, strappy sandals are a must and the buzzing of the nocturnal animals sends pulses of career.
Examples of unwritten rules: Summer of Love
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