Beach Babes
Karyn Planett
Cheek to jowl, foot to head, hip to hard body, this Crimean beach was Coney Island crowded. And no matter what shape their shapes were in, these sun worshippers loved their teenie bikinis.
Each morning throngs arrived not long after their black tea and bread rolls, then stayed till the sun’s rays tired and slipped below the horizon. It was just another day at the beach for these people of Yalta.