Tim's first morning at the Westin. Doesn't he make any water feature just look more sophisticated? He drew quite a stir in the outdoor lobby are of the hotel. Two little girls wanted to play with him. Oh, please!

Tim enjoys his usual holiday breakfast refreshment.

Uh oh, apparently a little too much.

(Check, please!)

Tim Checks in at the Westin

Why yes, thank you, we'll take the upper floor reserved for the VIP's (the subtle influence of Tim in action much to the delight of his traveling companions).

Arriving first class didn't hurt the cause one bit but of course that's the only way Tim rolls.

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En route ShopStop


Tim leaps from his runway and grabs the steering wheel much to the shock and awe of the passengers, not to mention the driver who you can see is wrestling to regain control of the vehicle. All we hear is a muffled something that sounds like "Coors....Coors". We all think he must be just extremely thirsty and having some sort of desert dehydration episode (of course Tim does NOT drink Coors or any other form of cheap bourgeious beer).

Well, well, well....it all came clear rather quickly....in the form of a Designer Outlet Mall outside of Palm Springs

Then, this.

We won't go in to the unfortunate incident where the Security guards were called when Tim tried to lift this MK bag by pretending to be an accessory. It was rather embarasing but again, the desert does strange things to a New Yorker.

Tim takes a Road Trip--to see a special performance--stay tuned!


A dashing interior hood ornament but what do you think he's thinking about that sock? Hmmmm

Tim provides the passengers with a lovely runway show en route. Over and over and over, what can we say? It's a short runway and a long drive!

Oh Tim just can class up any desolate desert, stinky, fly infested rest stop, can't he?
Cheers!



Ok ok, there's the real reason Tim exposed himself to the, err, elements out there. Hot tan man in a tank top? Duh.

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