There are plenty of fashionable Finns in Fuengirola — back in Finland, too, no doubt. But here (and I assume, there) are Finns a bit more festive and, well, folksy. Maybe they’re former Finnish flower children. Or Finnish farmers. The colors and patterns knock out my New York noir. I find it fun and fascinating. And, for now at least, I’m finished.
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FRIDEBORG (NOT HER REAL NAME — AS FAR AS I KNOW) AT BREAKFAST YESTERDAY
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From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..
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That is a woman unafraid of color and pattern.
i like her!
Bob:
I saw her on the street today. She was wearing a hot pink windbreaker and the most amazingly embroidered long skirt in every color of the rainbow.
Fantastic! Far Out! Freaking Fine Foto!
Fritz and I spent almost a week n Finland — Helsinki and environs, then the train across the country to Turku. The Finns are wonderful people, the food was great, but the buildings! The design! These people value and know how to make a distinguished visual environment.
Will:
I've never been there. Maybe some day. I'll have to explore the architecture online.
Well, now…. that is certainly a display of blue. 🙂
Judeet:
And today was pink… and everything else.
It must be cold in Fuengirola when you have to wear such a thick vest!?
Peter:
It's odd. One would think she'd be roasting. We were all wearing shorts and sandals. You can see the woman behind her in a tank top. She must come from the very hot Finnish desert! (I know. I know.)
Hmmm, I wonder if she wears all of her clothes at the same time? (Could she be homeless? Probably not is she goes to a cafe.) Maybe she has attained that exalted state of being to which I fondly aspire, namely lovably eccentric!
Ms. Sparrow:
Nope, not wearing it all at once. I saw her getting on the bus yesterday in another spectacular outfit. No sweater. A light-weight, maxi-length, hot-pink wind-breaker.
Did you ever read 'A Wrinkle In Time' as a young 'un? I SWEAR she's Mrs. Whatsit!
Jacquelineand….
I've never read "A Wrinkle in Time," but I'm going to get it now. I want to read about Mrs. Whatsit.
Alliteration is fulfilling, I hope that didn't finish you!?
Ron:
Feeling fit as a fiddle. (I knew I could count on you.)
The outfit is actually pretty in a warm fuzzy way. A nice smile would have helped.
Stephen:
Yeah, it's a smiley kind of outfit after all.
Yes, it is Mrs. Whatsit, waiting for Mrs. Who. Cool.
Spo:
Ooh, I can't wait to read about Mrs. Whatsit. But Who's on first and his wife sometimes picks up his check.
Layer upon layer of blue. I wonder if she has several skirts on, or whether it's just made that way. She looks serene and calm, whatever!
Judith:
It looked like a dress over a skirt over leggings.
I used to work with a Finnish chap – was he ever weird or what? Strange Scandinavian psyche, almost unfathomable to anyone south of Helsinki.
Ian:
I'm sure Finns around the world are grateful for that assessment. You might be going right to Hell-sinki.