Winter’s all fun and games until you wake up to 37 degrees in Palm Beach County. That, my friends, is when shit gets real.
We’re not equipped for that kind of thing. I had to dig into the back of my closet to find my fleece. And how am I supposed to wear open-toed shoes when it’s 37? Nah, that kind of thing just isn’t right.
We need a little caliente up in here. Which brings us to tonight’s serenade, Despacito. It’s shot in Puerto Rico, pre-Maria. There’s sunshine, sand, warm surf, and plenty of sexy!
So as I shiver in three layers of clothing, all bundled up in a blanket in front of the fire, I’m imagining I’m relaxing in the warm sunshine with a nice margarita in my hand. Come join me! And bring the ones you love. I know I will.
Happy Saturday night!