Maybe it’s the slightly out-of-register printing going on here, but there’s a very unsettling quality about this Škoda Octavia beach scene here. Maybe it’s how densely everyone is packed together? Maybe it’s the strange, forced pose of the woman in the car-matching-yellow swimsuit? Maybe it’s that oddly similar pair of dogs, their shared attention both laser-focused on something out of frame? Something that could be anything from a dangled salami to an approaching Czech sand-bear? Is it that strange inflatable mallard duck?
Maybe it’s just the idea that beach parking is no worry if you’re willing to just drive up to the very edge of the motherflapping water and just call it good enough?
Honestly, I bet it has more to do with the fact that today the entire staff is heading out to Los Angeles and I have to try and keep the illusion that everyone is here and everything is running just fine until I have to hit the airport this afternoon. So, you know, don’t give me too much shit about typos today, because it’s gonna be a rough one.
Hope your weekend is fantastic!