There’s a certain kind of magic that lives in salt water. You feel it the moment your toes touch the shoreline and the breeze shifts-your shoulders drop, your breath deepens, and suddenly the weight you’ve been carrying doesn’t feel quite so heavy.

For women who surf, a bikini isn’t just a bikini. It’s equipment. It needs to stay on in duck dives, offer coverage when paddling out, and still feel beautiful when you’re basking on the sand afterward.

Surfing taught me that intuition isn’t some mystical gift reserved for gurus and mystics-it’s your body’s wisdom, your ocean-cycled self, your voice under saltwater.