The gentleman we know to wave to has resumed his naturist activities, spending his usual late afternoons soaking up the sun, naturist style.
No sign of Consuelo, though! 😦
Sadly, he has put away the second chair set out this morning, so perhaps the visit is over, or his love affair is over on account of her not being able to reconcile herself to naturism. How sad that would be.
We can smell, but can’t see, a lunchtime barbecue in progress. Mmmm!
Despite being vegetarian, the smell of a barbecue is still divine. We do have a barbecue here, and the temptation is to go and buy some lovely fresh vegetables and marinade them in a garlic sauce. I will if I can achieve the will to do it, lazing about here 🙂
Mr.Keng and I posed for this BBQ photo, the only food I can find in my inventory being a hot dog :-O and a massive, bucket sized carton of cola.
I have to say part of the appeal of this naturist lifestyle is the whole al fresco element of it.
The name Consuelo means ‘hope’, and that’s what we’ve named our reluctant naturist friend. We ‘hope’ she joins the naturist world, and soon! 🙂
Anyway…I’ve rejigged my ‘alt’ as ‘Consuelo’, and as we’re having a lazy day sunbathing on our terrace (broken by occasional walks to the pool to cool down), I’ve opted to do a bit of SL shopping so best to reflect her middle-years. And then, hopefully, trace her first steps into the naturist community, reflected in SL.
As reported, ‘Consuelo’ has only managed to get stripped down to a sundress or bikini thus far. We live in hope for her throughout today 🙂
She did hang out some bedclothes earlier, then disappeared, although the gentleman in the apartment returned (and hasn’t been seen on the terrace since). Has she been dumped? Has she gone to work? Will she be back later? Has she gone forever? Time will tell. Interestingly, two chairs have been left out with cushions on them. Does this signify a return? And the gentleman has made no attempt to take the bedclothes off the washing line. Will she do this later?