Small Boat

Down to check out that boat as I had weekend sailing plans (I still have but Sunday looks like a stinker of a day).
The daughter told me with a great deal of mirth a few days ago that her boyfriend, S, thought that I had a yacht. And she hooted. I blinked at her uncomprehendingly. "I do have a yacht", I replied, beginning to doubt it myself.
"Dad, it's not a yacht - it's a boat".
I was nonplussed, "It's a bermudan rigged sloop, if you want to get technical".
She looked at me as if she was looking at some sad old man. "S will think it's, you know, a yacht like in Duran Duran's Rio," and she cackled some more.
She could be right. I'm not sure how many bikini'd lovelies could fit on my miniscule prow. Maybe size does matter.