Beautiful sunny beach! Mads reading on said sunny beach (it wasn't actually that warm, only about 16, but it felt like summer after New Orleans). Me with my sex on the beach cocktail, yum, Yum, YUM! Hemingway's writing studio for all you literati out there. Mad and I terrified about being driven back from Key West by woman who resembled crazed, grinning chipmunk from Hell.
My, that's a big cocktail you have there Margot...
ReplyDeleteOne of the few advantages of everything being supersized in America :)
ReplyDelete