Rex and Roy's garbage sale

Vegas is beckoning, but surely we can squeeze one more yard sale in before jetting off - especially if it is the best. yard sale. EVER!!!!!!!!!!!

This was the yard sale of Rex and Roy. Rex and Roy live two doors away from casa de liberace, so ... the RITZY part of town.

Rex and Roy have a flock of swallows welded to their giant front gate. klassy. Rex and Roy have some kind of life sized Don Quixote sculpture hapening in the front yard. SUPER klassy. Rex and Roy have a rolls royce with the number plate ROY, and a porsche with the number plate REX sitting in the driveway.

Roy is an older gentleman with some kind of cankle issue forcing him to sit on a throne like chair during the yard sale, collecting the money, and bossing Rex around. Roy is no oil painting, and seems to have had a microdermabrasion process or two go horribly wrong in the facial area. He does look STUNNING however in a tan that puts George Hamilton to shame, and a silk shirt that looks VERY expensive, and really has one more button undone than it should.

Rex, on the other hand, is a very tall muscular and tanned twenty-something in a pair of levis and a white wifebeater that is making me go weak at the knees.

Roy is very bossy with rex, and Rex does everything Roy says ... "Rex - get that vase down -CAREFUL! That's L'alique!"

Rex and Roy are moving to Porta Valarta next week so everything MUST go! Oh my LORD - their things are AMAZING - but they seem to have WAY too much satin bedwear and leopard print throws for one enderly batchelor and his protege.

Amongst the endless mirrored nightstands, zebra rugs and crystal doo-dads is a full wall of shelves floor to ceiling displaying Rex and Roy's cookie jar collection! It's breaking their heart, but the cookie jars must go. Strangely, they are not being snapped up, despite them having MANY boo bear cookie jars, a few in the shape of Marilyn Monroe's head, and one in the shape of lucy and desi in a convertible.

I cannot believe that Rex and Roy have THREE massive signed SHAGs in the garage. After chatting delightfully to Roy for a while he knocks a hundred dollars off the price that was already a quarter of what they cost in the SHAG gallery half a mile away on palm canyon drive.

"REX! stop whatever you're doing and get that SHAG down for this young lady" Oh happy days. I could NEVER afford a SHAG in real life - especially not this GIANT one, in my bridal colour of Ralph lauren burnt orange.

Also it seems to depict me in the patymobile with grant the old fox sitting on the hood! KISMET!

So here is our new SHAG - I am in LOVE with it - and bon voyage Rex and Roy - "Rex - get those suitcases on board the sun princess NOW - what on earth are you doing ?!"