palm springs

those of you who know me, know that my idea of heaven is palm springs circa 1965. there is something so unique about this desert city which seems to be stuck in a time warp. maybe it's because i'm a borderline alcoholic or crave uv rays like whitney houston craves crack and fried chicken, but palm springs has always been my fave. while it might not be plausible at the moment (seeing that i am unemployed and live with my parents), i do plan on buying a mid century dump in the heart of palm springs and transforming it into the white modern abode fit for bob hope himself. 

here is a little of my inspiration...