Hi Malibu Strings fans,
I showed up in my sailor stripe Malibu Strings, and let’s just say… the fireworks weren’t the only thing exploding. Barely there, wickedly tight, and soaked in sunshine—I gave “land of the free” a whole new meaning.
Red, white, and oohhh yes. The boat rocked, the drinks flowed, and I made sure every eye was on me. Naughty? Always. Patriotic? Only if it’s in tiny strings.
Scroll slow… this ride gets hotter the deeper you go.
Keep it,
Wicked Nauti














