Saturday, July 2, 2011
There's something magical about wandering Miami, trying to capture photos of as many of these beauties as you can. Each one unique in its own way. Some are lovely despite being in bad need of repair... some as pristine as I imagine them being 8 decades ago.
The hotels that weren't blocked by table after table of frat boys with fried food and margaritas (complete with two Coronoas inverted over the top) were especially lovely.
I'm curious about the annual Art Deco Weekend the preservation society puts on each January.