I always imagined Palm Springs to be a ridiculously hip desert hideaway with sprawling mid-century homes and wall after wall begging to have you stand in front of it for a picture. Not to say I was wrong, the mid-century homes are definitely there; hiding beneath the surface like the pocket of your pants. But Palm Springs is also… weird, for lack of better words. I told Willy it reminded me of the wheelers from the Wizard of Oz; partly abandoned with an eerie mix of dessert wanderers, tourists, retired old folk, homeless, and prostitutes.
Willy’s been having to go often for work and we tag along when we can. Translation: We spend a lot of time in random hotels jumping on furniture.
Part 2 is coming your way tomorrow.
The Wheelers! Hahahahahahahaha.
I love all the pictures of the boys goofing off together. So cute.
Your boys are too cute, especially in these photos.Hotel beds were made for jumping. So fun!
We go to PS often. Let me know if you guys plan on visiting again perhaps we can all meet up!
We were going to go this week, but with coachella, we decided to pass. I’ll definitely shoot you an email. Our trips there are usually last minute, but I’d love to meet up!
The one of Hooper in the other room, you shooting from outside the door.. perfection.
Aw, thanks Marin.
Haha! Palm Springs IS weird! There are some treasures though. I used to live in La Quinta and the La Quinta Resort is gorgeous! There is also an amazing spa in Desert Hot Springs called We Care Spa (http://www.wecarespa.com/) that I highly recommend!
I love all picture :V