OP,
Amuse yourself by replicating the full "Z-Lister sleb abroad" tabloid experience:
Ask/ bribe friends to pap stalk you.
(Staged-to-the-finest-detail 'spontaneous' shots only).
(NB You must express weary resignation throughout: bloody press have had nerve to follow your Agent's tip-off invade your privacy. Again).
Classic Sleb On Hol pics to include:
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5 changes of swimwear:
(Bikinis to be borderline inappropriate.
Swimsuits to feature over-intricate straps, cutouts
and DayGlo.
Must be accessorised with unfeasibly high wedges, full make-up and ridiculous "statement" hat).
Location: 'beach' sandpit and a potted palm.
- (a) Flatteringly-angled, beach yoga session:
(Must
have the audacity to show in public "flaunt" ample assets/ toned pins/ pert posterior, thus demonstrating efficacy of own fitness DVD).
[
In Daily Fail world, this is deemed v. v. good ...permit yourself a #blessed Instagram, and a kale-alfalfa-and-sprout detox juice. You may add coconut milk for exotic, tropical vibe; go on, spoil yourself, you deserve it].
or
(b) UNflatteringly-angled, sunbed shot:
(Must be mid-mouthful of delicious, calorific snack. Must be clutching excess stomach or thigh. Must look despondent with self-disgust).
[ In Daily Fail world, this is deemed v. v. bad (sad face), though v. v. good for planned Xmas weight-loss DVD sales...reward yourself with Bacardi from the minibar]. 
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Glimpses into your glamorous, cosmopolitan holiday lifestyle:
Improvise. Imply, yet never actually
lie, that it's 5 star luxury all the way, oh Hell yeah.
e.g. Impression hinted at by Sleb: a week's worth of 'time aboard our yacht haven'...
The reality: a freebie (moored) hour for photos to update their bloody social media status, in exchange for glowing endorsement of hire company, by someone who was once in series 5 of Big Brother. Hmm).