Christmas in Mexico
A few decades ago I spent most of my holidays in Mexico. I walked and sang on the streets of Patzcuaro bundled in my authentic "a-cril-i-co" black blue and white shawl and was even offered treats at the end of the procession -- because as one lady told another -- I had participated even though I was a gringa. That made me happy. I have no recollection what the treats were but hopefully there were hot drinks in the mix as it was DAMN cold in those high mountains.
Other years were spent in a small beach town where I made friends with a variety of locals and even painted vegetables on the outside of a shop. That was kind of a big deal way back then as "tourists" didn't mingle all that much with the natives. But I was never a tourist, only a traveler so mingling was paramount in my plan.
Out from No59 for Mancave on the 17th, the F-Class Shot Dispenser stand Mexican with all your favorite south of the border liquors.
My background has a bit of a funny story so I will share.
Figuring that a Mexican backdrop or at least attire would be good for this shoot I typed "Mexico" in my (only 50,000 because I purge often) inventory search. Amazingly I found a landmark to Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. I remember going there OH so long ago and I even remember the dress to be featured and a conversation I had with someone there (good times).
I ventured back and it was exactly the same. Pre-mesh and very colorful, it still had tiny casitas to rent for 600 lindens a week. Oh how the times have changed - LOL.
So, if you are stuck in lockdown in an apartment with a minimal view, consider escaping to some beachy abode -- or renting one, and have a party. Viva Mexico!