We were trying to figure out what that item in the upper left could be — a sperm performing yoga? — until we realized it’s a nail-shaped bracelet, or possibly just an actual nail that’s been bent into a circle.
Apparently the gentlemen of St. Tropez, when not courting tetanus on their wrists, are unperturbed by the mixing of polka dots, plaid, floral, and stripes. At least they’re ready for the local community theater production of Godspell.
The location of the boutique is now a Jonathan Adler store, so at least the gays maintain control of that particular street corner.