Si, the young senoritas here are stunning. But, they have nothing on the young men. Holy shit. I was sitting at a bar having a margarita with James and behind the bar directly in front of me was this young, taut, smooth, brown ripped chest with a light blue cotton shirt slightly straining at the buttons with every pull on the lime squeezer. Why yes, I think I will have another!
I’m not even going to mention the guy on the horse with his shirt open down to his belt with his cuffs turned up and his cowboy hat tipped low. Jesus Christo!
We went to a fundraising event with the theme ”Mexico,” come as a Mexican. So I’m thinking classic cotton white peasant blouse, hair in a bun, large colorful skirt. Stupido! This was the most stunning group of Mexicans I ever saw. Skin tight clothes, headdresses of feathers, cleavage! Tight pants and free tequila. The adventure continues although I am definitely an observer in this arena.
And we have a store here called Dildoria.
Yes, of course, it’s owned by gay guys and yes, they sell dildos, but they also sell all sorts of things like t-shirts. I went by yesterday and they had a bunch displayed outside — MAKE TACOS NOT WALLS and Fuck the Wall, Mexico will pay for the Impeachment! And, Every Circus Needs a Clown (illustration of Trump as Bozo).
I really do need to buy something in that store.
Stay tuned for more adventures and realizations!