Some guys should never wear a shirt, not when they have bodies like the two guys in today’s photo posts. Aye-yi-yi, I don’t know which I like better, but then I don’t have to choose, do I?
Last night’s party lasted into the wee hours, and that was just a warm-up for tonight’s bash. I’m afraid I didn’t retire until around two AM. By then I was buzzed, and I fell right asleep.
I didn’t rise until around eleven this morning, and I feel rested and ready for the day’s activities. After I finish this post, I’ll pitch in on the preparation work for tonight’s gala. It’s a beautiful day, here in Philadelphia. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and the temperature’s around 70 degrees F, perfect conditions for an outdoor gathering.
I’m seated in my hosts’ office, a wood-paneled room with many windows, some overlooking a pond with blooming azaleas on the banks of the pond. The azaleas are gorgeous: ruby red, pink, and white. The sunshine only enhances their colors. All the trees are leafing and there’s a gardenia bush just beyond the windows that is so fragrant I can smell the blossoms in here.
Alright, folks, my boyfriend will start griping at me if I don’t get busy and help my hosts get things ready, so I will close this post. Have a nice Saturday, everyone.