I was walking into Wal-Mart recently when this little caramel and cream beauty stopped me in my tracks with an exclamation of delight. Its owner was nowhere around as I took a quick snapshot. (Do people still say snapshot?) Well, I do.
Can't you just see me puttering my way through narrow streets, pulling over into the local cafe for a cup of creamy espresso and a pastry, sitting and jotting down notes for the latest novel I'm writing. Then I'm zipping off again to the local market, chatting with the vendors as I make a few purchases of flowers, cheese, and vegetables, fastening them into the exquisitely perfect little basket in back. I know my kids all think this is quintessential dorkiness, but I don't care.
This little moped was just made for fun!
And see? I already have the cup (got it for myself for Christmas) ...