South Beach


Ocean Drive in South Beach will go down as one of those rare times when my camera failed me. I would need an entire photo essay to accurately depict the way this town drips with sex and neon and new money. On Friday we drove through to check out the awesome art deco hotels and the whole thing was so fantastic that Morgan and I insisted on coming back on Saturday after dinner to perch and sip drinks and people watch.

The whole time I was there I kept wanting to stop people to take pictures of their outfits (three women in matching skin tight dresses in different colors – neon yellow, hot pink and neon green)(Booty-short denim overalls. Yes, turns out you CAN combine this delicious trifecta into one head-turning outfit). I would love to spend a few weeks here playing Sartorialist, bravely marching up to people and snap-snap-snapping because truly, they are works of art.