Poppin’ The Collar…

Dined in the land of standing Polo collars, facelifts and men’s brightly colored pants.

It was my annual Palm Beach night.

Get out the valuables, designer shoes and handbags and let’s strut our stuff on Worth Avenue.

Just about every conceivable designer is represented.

There is a plethora of fancy art galleries.

Our rental car was the poor relative as we parked in between a Bentley convertible and a Ferrari.

The decorations were opulent with the Christmas tree by Tiffany taking center stage.

We strolled both sides of Worth and then walked over to Buccan, one of the best restaurants in Palm Beach County.

Our meal was spectacular highlighted by Lobster Cavatelli with truffles…heavenly.

The place was packed.

All the older gents sported colorful jackets, the millennials popped their collars and the middle aged women dressed way too young for their age.

We drove back by the mansions on A1A, bedazzled with tasteful holiday decorations.

Mar-a-Lago Club, the winter White House, stood naked and underdressed.

There were 3 huge neon signs dotting the road advising drivers to find alternate routes as Agent Orange is due to touch down and spread his big ass from December 21-January 6th.

And he criticized Obama for taking too many holidays!!

Satiated we drove the 10 miles back to where the normal peeps hang.


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