I love Destin, so much so that when I first heard it referred to as the “redneck Riviera” I was a little offended. What do they know, I thought. That NASCAR umbrella next to me? Surely those unfortunate people were last in line at Wal-Mart and that’s all they had left. I’m sure they are as mortified as I am about it. Those people from Tennessee who speak a foreign dialect and don’t know how to properly set up at the beach? Well, they are from Tennessee. That doesn’t mean the whole beach is redneck, right?
And then, just a few short hours after we got here on Saturday, this scene greeted us…
Just what you want at your idyllic beach wedding, right? A couple of neighbors in their beach chairs. And don’t forget the cooler. I sure hope they made it into some of the pictures…
Oh no. They’re making people wear white tops and khaki bottoms. I’ve made it clear how I feel about that. Bless their hearts.
I’ll take the beach any way that I can get it. We just got back from two weeks at Rosemary Beach! Hope your trip is just as great. Come link up to arkansasbloggers.blogspot.com.
Oh, that cooler …. classic.
That is GREAT!