My spring layabout continued in Miami last week. I averaged about a book a day (except the day I ran out of books and was forced to stare at the ocean plaintively). I drank many different iterations of frozen cocktails. Random strips of skin got minor sunburns. I wore orange lipstick.
It was lovely.
We stayed at The Raleigh--I recommend it if you stay during the week like we did. It was laid back and not at all filled with people who sold their soul to Crossfit for a hard body, but I think it morphs into that kind of hellscape on weekends. Go when the vibe is more cool mom than insta influencer.
Now for a brief review of the books I read:
The Rules Do Not Apply
Rich people problems are regular people problems in better settings.
Why Not Me?
I finished this before the plane even landed in Miami and I can't begin to tell you what it was about but it was pleasant.
The main character is a cipher who compensates for a complete lack of personality with an ever-expanding knowledge of arcane wine facts. Also you will feel like an asshole for ever going to a restaurant. I liked it!