Here is a photo taken from the beach of an upscale neighborhood named Cinnamon Shore. The day was a little overcast, and this picture was snapped at about 8:00 am while walking the dogs.
Why would I take a photo of a neighborhood you ask? I just had to provide some context for the next shot. You see I find flip-flops on the beach all the time. I can never guess why folks leave one flip-flop. I make up stories in my mind that usually involve a couple who have had too much to drink. “Oh dear I dropped my flip-flop,” is a piece of imagined dialog. “Aw let it go. We’ll get another pair,” is the made up response.
Usually, the flip-flops are from places like Old Navy or Wal-Mart, so I can see the reluctance to go back for it. (I have, in my imagination, these folks in the back of a pick-up truck on another beer run to town.) So, I was quite surprised to spot this in front of Cinnamon Shore.
This photo is a Tory Burch sandal. I can hear it now, “Oh dear I dropped my Tory Burch sandal.” The reply, “Don’t worry darling we are late for the Smythes reception and no time to go back. I’ll get you a new pair at Neiman’s next week.” I see this couple in a custom golf cart making their way off the beach while trying to juggle two crystal flutes of Cristal champagne and a black labrador.
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Looks like it’s broken. Though, you’re probably right on the drunk thing and the stumbling owner doesn’t even realize it’s gone.
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True. 🙂
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I like that image. Different circle, same humans. At least you didn’t find one with a partial foot inside.
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That would be in your area of expertise. 😀
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Oh, no!!! Shark attack remains!!!😱
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Ha ha ha. Thanks, John
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Even if I had the money to own a home on Cinnamon Shore, I can’t see paying $195 for sandals…crazy! I had some crazy college years, but I always returned home with my shoes. 🙂
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Ha ha ha. Wish I could say the same
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Since I hate shopping, I wouldn’t have known the difference between the Wal-Mart flip flop and the Tory Birch – but like the visual with the golf cart and champagne!
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That vision is all too real at this place.
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John, this made me chuckle, thinking about the person who left this expensive sandal behind. Perhaps she was caught in a compromising situation & had to run full tilt so that she was not discovered. Kind of like Cinderella only with a twist!
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I love this. We need to find her and her size ten foot.
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At least we have a thriving golf cart and sandal industry, although the sandals are probably imports. I wouldn’t know. Here in CT, John, you might have run into Tiny while taking that photo. Our snooty gold-coasters don’t like the fact that the law requires them to let you walk on the beach (up to the high tide line).
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I think Gold Coasters are the same everywhere. Thanks, Dan.
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Wow, you nailed that conversation. I could picture it as well, John.
Looks like a lovely neighborhood.
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It is. The houses are a little too close for me but it is very nice.
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Yeah, they do appear a little TOO neighborly for my tastes. lol
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Good one, John! Nothing cheapens a tony neighborhood like a single rubber flip-flop from Wally-World!!
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Yes. Have to keep up appearances
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Smiles. I know this neighborhood, John. Ones like it, anyway. They can drink champagne out of the other sandle. Takes talent. A lovely place for a walk.
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Hey You. Good to see you back. 😀
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Hi, You 😀
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🙂
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The remains of a Sharknado, perhaps?
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Your imagination never stops, John! You can make a story out of anything! I agree with one comment that it reminded her of Cinderella. Good shots!
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