In between storms, literally and figuratively, Miss and I took in a few hours of a sunny Santa Monica including the Third Street Promenade where we window shopped with our non-dollars and walked the Pier where we saw a very pregnant Pink rubbing her baby belly.
And no, neither Miss or I were arrested... we merely gawked.
Miss and I took in the awesome fashion at Third Street...
and I admit to having a bit of a meltdown when I encountered the 468th cropped t-shirt.
Miss found a fantastic outfit to wear out the next time she has somewhere fancy to go
while I drooled over this hot number for summer...
You can buy this print (sans signature) here.
where we encounter THE ONLY MALAYSIAN CONTORTIONIST!
At least, that's what his cardboard sign claimed. Check out the sparkle!
And squeeeed a little when we saw this. BIG!
Then we stopped to take our own photo. Of course.
And what's the Santa Monica Pier without a photo of the Ferris Wheel?
You can buy this print here.
Now bring on the rain... But only the literal kind, please.