DON'T THAI ONE ON AT THE FAIR.

FAIR IS FAIR

Out-of-towners freely mingle with the local yocals.

I'm not really a fair kind of gal. But on Sunday I was drawn to a street fair that was going on smack dab in the middle of Lexington Ave.  Why the draw?  There is nothing I enjoy more than schlepping through throngs of huddled masses. Or maybe it's the aromas wafting from those huddled masses?  I for one, was yearning to breathe free.  It was a hot day.

Local Yocals freely mingle with out-of-towners.

THAI FOOD FOR ONE DOLLAR?! 

THIS CAN'T END WELL 

  

I chose NOT to spend my $10 on ten servings of Shish-ka-bug 

I HAD to BUY SOMETHING!

I felt the need to buy something at the street fair.  All I had was a measly ten dollars in my pocket, but I felt  King Midas! 

There were bins upon bins of "discontinued jewels" for $3!  Mystery foods for $1 a shot.  (antidote is extra)   My ten dollars could go far!  I decided to shoot my entire wad on a "silver" anklet. Nothing says "it's summer" more than an anklet. And that same anklet ALSO says, "Do you really think exposing so much of your leg is a smart fashion statement?"

This is NOT a photo of my foot. My foot doesn't photograph well. And the shining "silver" acts like a neon sign blinking; VEINS!!! CRACKING HEELS!! RED ITCHY PATCHES!!!
 I can't wait to be sun tanned.

 The sad thing is, I don't even like the anklet I bought. I always break and lose my anklets.  I'd rather not get too attached to it.  

This way I don't mind when it falls off.  And it will inevitably fall off.