Maybe we did peek into the boot shop while touring downtown Carmel but did not buy anything, unlike some other people. Which reminds me that Mexican cheerleader Gloria sure was proud of herself having snagged a white husband, Rick, never mind that he be a wimpy milquetoast that no self-respecting white girl would have representing her interests, and who more recently had to resign in disgrace. But we should not generalize too much on these stereotypical portraits.