Wilshire Boulevard and Fairfax Avenue, two real Los Angeles thoroughfares, get mentioned a lot here at Wilfair HQ. It's the real intersection where the fictional Wilfair Hotel and Motel Fairwil sit, and the title springs from the intersection's combined name.
But I've never spoken about the third street that abuts the property -- wait, did you just tee-hee because I typed "abuts?" -- me too, a little -- and it is now time. Partly because there is some interest in theme colors of the books (hi, Nikki) and partly because I happened to just be there.
Yep, the third street in the Wilfair-Fairwil nexus is the not-so-shockingly named Orange Street.
Orange is Wilfair's designated hue, from its cover to its cinnamon-lit lobby to its citrus topiaries.
And because my camera was out, I snapped three more random pics right in that area.
Zero happened to be written on the sidewalk near the not-there hotel and motel. It's Fair Finley's new favorite number, from "Redwoodian," but who wrote it in the cement? Fair or Gomery? I hope neither, because they should behave. Or at least they should misbehave in all the bolder, more interesting ways, which don't include writing in wet cement. Maybe wet windows.
This art was for sale at the antique store around the corner from The Wilfair and the Fairwil. A vintage-looking lady, a city, and an expression of gratitude? Why yes, it IS going on the Wilfair blog!
And then this. This was for sale next to the art. There are no words. I kind of want it. Let me also stress that it was absolutely huge, too. A huge, one-eye-blinky bird.
There is no book tie-in for it, sadly. Hmm. Monty Overbove might purchase it, pose it on a pool lounger, and wait for guests to ask about. Then he could say he doesn't know what they're talking about. What huge, one-eye-blinky bird?
Uh-oh. Now I'm seeing this thing show up in a lot of places that might amuse Monty. The tiny Ferris wheel inside The Wilfair? Yes. The Wilfair's elevator? Yes. Gomery's room? Yes. Monty's room when Gomery gets a hold of it? So much yes.