Last week, while I was in Philadelphia, I visited the Macy’s department store downtown, very close to City Hall. I saw a poster in the store featuring Brazilian fashion model Francisco Lachowski who is, in my opinion, the world’s most beautiful man. I stared at the poster and thought, “It’s been a while since I posted photos of Lachowski on my website. I need to do that when I return to Florida.”
So, this morning I give you two of my favorite Lachowski pictures. He is such a babe. I wonder what he’s like if you meet him in person? Is he conceited and arrogant, or he is a down-to-earth type of guy? I would love to know, but something tells me I will never find out. Francisco will remain an enigma to me, and that’s okay. He’s still unbelievably handsome.
I rose quite early this morning, about 7:15, to take my usual three-mile walk on the beach. I encountered very few people at the shore, I guess because of the early hour. I needed to be home by 8:30, to let the tile guys in next door, and also to meet a tree-trimming crew who cut back and/or removed a few trees on my property. I don’t mind getting up early; it makes for a productive day. Now I’m done writing for the day, and after I post here, I’ll get busy making phone calls.
After lunch, my boyfriend and I will visit the YMCA for our usual workout and lap-swimming. Then my boyfriend will go to work and I’ll hit the driving range to hit a bucket of balls. (I think I’m getting the better end of those two choices.)
I’ll be on my own this evening, but that’s okay. I’m attending a neighbor’s birthday party tomorrow, and I’m supposed to bring enough potato salad to feed fifteen people. I’ll make the salad myself, using a good recipe I’ve had for years. You didn’t know I was a good cook, did you? I wonder if Francisco likes potato salad? H-m-m-m ….
Have a nice Wednesday, everyone.