On my way to the market building I cut through all the roofed wooden stalls on the west side of Plaza Chica. I could see from this mannequin that I am just not in vogue. Maybe I need a new look.
Mmm…maybe not.
We fell in love with magical Patzcuaro in Michoacan, Mexico. So in 2004 we renovated an abandoned house from which to enjoy this colonial pueblo with its Purhepecha Indian presence.
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I think you would be quite fetching in that.
Reminds me of the expression about not being able to fill someone's shoes...or something of the sort.
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