… I didn’t feel like drinking when I was in the Bahamas.
I FELT a lot of other things, though. I’m just not ready to put them into words.
And I have to admit, at the time this photo was taken, I had just surreptitiously looked at my watch (10:30) and I was acutely aware of the fact I’d seen many of the objects ‘art in the room, in the West Elm Summer Catalogue…
Don’t I look kind of quietly DESPERATE? Would you want to drink with this woman???
By the way, I’m in the VIP room of a Bar on Harbour Island, not a Bordello or a soothsayer’s tent…
I’m unpacking today and reflecting as I wash off a couple days sweat (it was bloody HOT) and pink sand from my casual but oh-so-chic resort wear… I’ll think about it all tomorrow and I’ll make some brilliant conclusions then…
Don’t I look kind of quietly DESPERATE? Would you want to drink with this woman???
By the way, I’m in the VIP room of a Bar on Harbour Island, not a Bordello or a soothsayer’s tent…
I’m unpacking today and reflecting as I wash off a couple days sweat (it was bloody HOT) and pink sand from my casual but oh-so-chic resort wear… I’ll think about it all tomorrow and I’ll make some brilliant conclusions then…
