Last week my husband and I went to Palm Springs for a short getaway. The entire town is built around its reputation as a vacation spot to old Hollywood, and practically every place you walk into has some sort of retro motif. We stayed in a 50s themed hotel (the Marilyn, James Dean, and Rat Pack rooms were all booked, of course).
Old Hollywood vomited all over this room.
Here’s what I learned on our trip:
Like an oven.
The whole, ‘yeah it’s hot, but it’s a dry heat’ line people give about desert locations is a bunch of bullshit. Dry heat doesn’t make 110 degree weather bearable. Hell no, it sears your lungs. I’ll take humidity with my scorching heat any day, thank you very much.
The line is to the left, and it was very, very long.
If you put a 26 foot tall statue of Marilyn Monroe in the middle of a plaza, people will line up to stand between her legs and pretend they’re looking up her skirt.
Tell 'em Large Marge sent ya.
As you can see, I'm very excited over the dinosaurs.
My husband and I are totally immature. We have more pics of the dinosaurs from the Robotic Dinosaur Museum than anything else from the trip. What can I say, we both loved Pee Wee’s Big Adventure.
And finally, WTF is up with this Fifty Shades of Grey book? Yes, yes, I’ve read about the whole phenomenon, but somehow managed to stay blissfully away from it, until this trip. Every tourist there had a copy, women AND men.
Happy Monday.
I’m not sure what the fascination with looking up Marylin’s skirt would be. I mean, she’s wearing underwear, no? I know she was in the movie. I doubt they left the undies off of the statue. I don’t think the world is prepared for 50 foot vag.
Who knows. People are strange. And no, the world is not ready for attack of the gargantuan vag.
Did they have to include cellulite on the marilyn statue?
I started to read the 50 Shades book just to see what all the fuss was about. Like I didn’t already know. But then I quit after about 40 pages. I have better crap to fill my brain with.
Ha! That’s the first thing I said when we saw it, what’s with the cellulite?
Hahah great pics! I’d love to see a review of it from you. (I refuse to actually read it).
I don’t plan on it. I have a hard time reading poorly written books, and I heard the writing is simply atrocious.
That place looks like a kitsch paradise! I want to go to there.
Oh yeah, kitsch galore.
I lived in Illinois for 23 years, then Arizona for 20. Arizona summers are brutal because they don’t give you a break, but the heat (when it does hit) is worse in Illinois.
Yeah, I’m sure I’d be miserable anywhere with triple digit weather. Although when it gets that hot here, and it does, it just doesn’t seem as bad to me.
Whenever I visit my brother, I’m totally going here. But not to look up M&M’s skirt. I don’t get that.
You should. Visit, that is, not look up her skirt. And if you happen to be in the vicinity of Pasadena, I’m happy to make you a cocktail, or a pop tart. Whichever.
thank you! I totally agree about dry heat. I’ve stopped arguing the point, though, because most people who say that have nothing to compare against.
I have no problem with humidity. It makes the air feel luscious. (Best adjective, ever.)
Luscious!
stumbled on over from our mutual friends blogs and am sorry it’s taken me so long…
I grew up in “dry heat”. Screw that. Dry just means if you forget to put your flip-flops on before you walk outside the bottoms of your feet will cook to the sidewalk. The upside is EVERYONE has a pool so there is that.
I think the 50 shades of shite phenom is just like Twilight… It is a case of someone injecting a bit of racy behavior into a book to offset their absolute crap writing.
I’ll save my further ranting until I know you aren’t going to delete me from ever being able to read your blog again. Because I like it.
~sars
No no, I don’t delete. Unless you make it through my spam filter and you’re trying to sell viagra and cheap handbags. And even then, I only delete the cheap handbags. The viagra might be useful to someone, and I’m all about lending a helping hand.
Wait, that didn’t come out right.
Anyway, welcome!
I read 50 shades of grey (twillight too). I hate first person narratives and only finished them because I was certain I had been given a bad copy. Surely everyone could not be so obssesed with a book that crappy?
Guess the joke was on me.
Welcome, and congrats on the J-O-B!
I agree with your humidity comments. Here in the Midwest, it is at about 90% most of the time. It doesn’t dry out your lungs like low or no humidity does. In the Caribbean, humidity was at 100%. That was too much since your sweat cannot evaporate.