As you might have noticed on some of my South Beach posts, nearly all the girls are wearing faded blue jean shorts and white lacey linen tops. It's clear to see why this is the uniform: one is always just steps away from the beach, and while the weather changes, it's all about sand, sea, and sky. The light makes you just want to wear white, and your softest, most faded, blue jeans.
So, as with my Leopard in London series, I'm finding that I'm enjoying shooting variations on a theme.
This couple, who I didn't have time to stop and introduce myself to, had a kind of celebrity vibe to them. (Watch: it turns out they are, and once again, I'm clueless).* It made me think how easy it is to read thing into a photo taken out of context: in reality, they looked really happy & compatible. I caught a shot of them a few feet apart. If they were, say, Brad and Angelina, could we come to the conclusion they were Splitsville?
Speaking of: do you think the rumours are true? Are you an Angelina girl, or a Jen? Do you care? I haven't met either of them (nor, Brad), but I do hope that Brad & Jen get back together. I love a good fairy tale, and am such a softy for a Happily Ever After Ending.
I'm playing Imagine as I'm posting this. We leave Florida tomorrow and I don't want to leave: it's been so lovely.
It's cold today here in Palm Beach County, but it's our last full day of holiday, the skies are blue blue blue (after stormy weather yesterday) and no matter what, I'm gonna swim. We've had a perfect holiday, and I always feel so close to my father here, and happy childhood memories of visiting friends and family, and a connection with something so simple, and universal.
So here's my little thank you gift today, dear blog-friends, for your visits, comments, and support: click here. Have a happy day.
*Unbelievable! Sure enough: they are. Or at least, she is. Possibly. I've got this fabulous Anonymous Source (see comments) - someone always Anonymously tells me things. I don't think it's a real person: I think it's some kind of fairy godmother/angel/Goddess that watches over me, guiding me on. In this case, She informs me that the blonde in the photo is Lauren McAvoy, winner of Britian's Next Top Model.
You live & learn.