I can’t even think of what I could eat that would warrant a $20 monogrammed single roll of toilet paper, but nonetheless it exists.
I thought Naples was the richest city in Florida. Then I went to Worth Ave. in Palm Beach.
I parked my beat down VW in an alley because it just looked sad amongst the Lambos, Jags, and Hummers. I was sent to Naples and Palm Beach in one weekend to hit high end shopping districts for a fun, little open-ended Bay Magazine story. I spent most of my time wandering, jaw dragging along the sidewalk over price tags in windows. A wallet for $2K. A lamp for $15K. A ring for $125K.
Meanwhile, I’m staying in a hopefully disease-free hotel for $79.99. Oh well, playing rich tourist was fun for a couple days and Bay always treats my rectangles well.
Oh, and I shot some verticals. I didn’t even know my camera went that way.