Tan Line (August 1993)

After a steamy day on Fowler Beach in South Hampton, Gustavo Otto and I ran into Robby Browne and his dog, Frances, getting into his 1955 Chrysler convertible in the parking lot.  I suggested a photo and, at the last minute, persuaded Gustavo, a muscular Chilean, to pull down his Speedo, exposing his butt.

I sensed that his tan line would look good (and sexy) offset against the chrome trim of the car.

Note the unperturbed look on the face of the approaching beachgoer.—Mike Balaban


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