The Spanish Lover
I've fallen in love for the second time. The first time was 1986 and it surmounted in a rather torrid summer love triangle between my Mexican love, Huarache and my Spanish love, Espadrille.
Upon a recent blitz to Scottsdale, Arizona (stay at Mondrian) we were reunited.
Within no time, another torrid Latin affair. Huarache comforts me during the day while my new Spanish love, Balenciaga, whets my appetite at night.
Huarache prefers walks on the beach while Balenciaga prefers running amuck.
The Mexican Lover