The prospect of visitors interrupted my Folly routine. Getting Thom's Mercedes SL 400 washed topped the priority list. It was the least I could do for the neighborhood's most expensive loaner! Sergio's hand car wash in Lantana--outside the Rocket station, which sells the cheapest supreme grade fuel in the area--did a superb job.
Unfortunately the Benz is useless for more than two people. With Magda, Joe & Dagny we were five en route to the Sawgrass Mills Outlet Mall. Here's a glimpse of how that went.
Thom and Chris discovered the mall in January where they dropped a bundle at J Lindeberg, a Swedish chain. Dagny slept through the Gator Glam installation.
Joe modeled a John Varvatos jacket at my insistence. Call it mohair vicariousness. But even at a steeply discounted $1200, neither of us was going to spend that kind of coin.
We hit the annual street painting festival on Sunday morning. Thom and I take it for granted, but Magda said it increased the hipness quotient of Lake Worth by a huge factor.
I wonder what Gustav would think if he knew he was being sponsored by Flooring King?
Many artists tried to protect their work from weekend showers with plastic drop cloths.
Sudden precipitation nearly washed away this "Singin' in the Rain" canvas. It's one of Magda's favorite movies. I've never seen the whole thing.
Dagny did a superb job imitating the Mona Lisa smile. Even at 20 months, she can be enigmatic!
But still too young to appreciate her grand uncle's taste in wheels. I had hoped to take her for a neighborhood spin in Thom's coupe, but Magda & Joe put the kibosh on that.
I certainly survived my formative experience with a German convertible! Although one could argue that the early jumpsuit definitely resulted in my adult passion for overalls.
The ladies loved the Folly pool.
Monday finally provided another day of beach weather.
