that's fair.

Summer is almost leaving us, but the fried stays behind.  From skin to twinkies, 'tis the season be golden. Not to mention, County Fairs have rolled into town packin' all that's fried, all that's bad, all that makes you jump into a detox the following day.

Here are a few ways we were haute at the fair, fried or not.

Esse nufesso qui dice male di macaruni - Who speaks badly of Macaroni is a fool.

Fidoras, I tip my cap to you.

L'amore e cieco. - Love is blind.

Lovely man, rock rockin' this club.

Vivi e lascia vivere - Live and let live.

Enjoy summer, and think about some sunscreen and maybe a spray tan. Leave the fried in your tummy and go for a run in the morning. Love and light. -Whitney B.