We arrived home from New York (mostly Brooklyn) Thursday afternoon. New York is not my home and hasn’t been for a very long time. But it would be impossible to “fuhgeddaboudit” (forget about it) given our love for The Dowager Duchess, The Kid Brother, and a number of other very special people.
|ROUGH IS RIGHT!|
As for the pace, the competition for space (parking and personal), the noise, the traffic?
|THE KID BROTHER AND A NATHAN’S HOT DOG.
HE REFUSES TO ENTER THE ANNUAL HOT DOG EATING CONTEST.
ALL HE NEEDS TO DO IS EAT 70 TO BREAK THE RECORD.
|THE DOWAGER DUCHESS AND AN ENCYCLOPEDIC DINER MENU.|
|THE DOWAGER DUCHESS’S PURPLE NAILS.
NOTE THE COORDINATING PURPLISH LIPSTICK IN THE PREVIOUS SHOT.
|THE BOARDWALK, CONEY ISLAND. WHO KNEW CHAMPION BRAND
UNDERWEAR IS A BATHING SUIT WHEN WORN INSIDE OUT?!?
I’M REALLY TRYING TO “FUHGEDDABOUDDAT“!
Lots more photos (no more underwear) — and stories — to come.