A few weeks ago I got all sorts of tipsy at a BBQ put on by a friend who is a sommelier and wine importer, which = excellent free wine all night. He kept appearing with delicious bottles of things I can’t afford at the store, and I kept drinking them. It was loads of fun, and though I regretted it the next morning, I did discover that I like German white wines. Along with the hangover, I woke up with the aftermath of a conversation where I vowed to learn skateboarding.
And I plan to stick to it. If I can snowboard well, I feel like this can’t be all that different. Growing up in Telluride (where many wrote the zip code as sk81435), you just had to hit the slopes. Being in Portland, I’ve learned to bike well, and now I’m ready for a new sport. A sport that can pack in a small bag and fit in the overhead bin on a plane.
Plus, I’ve always found ladies who skate sexy, and I’m ready to join the club. With wrist guards at first. And I don’t plan to do any tricks, just get from point A to point B with a few curbs between.
One of my coworkers runs a snowboarding club at Mt Hood, and offered to take me out skating (or sk8ing as she put it) a bit. Plus, there’s a ladies skate night at Dept. of Skateboarding here in town. So it’s all matching up. Now I just need this cute mock neck sweatshirt by Nikita (sold at Zumiez, no less!), and I’ll be on my way.
This is Justin, 
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My dad lived on a hacienda in the lake district of Chile until he was 15. Among the horses, sheep, pigs, and other farm animals you’d expect, they kept a pet ostrich. He was little enough to ride it, and the bird had the run of the place. It would wander by the low house and suddenly extend its neck in a window, spooking whoever was in the room. Hello, ostrich! One day, it tip toed up to their outdoor dining table when no one was looking and gobbled down their dinner, including a fatal fork.
Guess what time it is? Time for the June dress from my friends over at Dress of the Month Club! It’s the 
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BillyKirk is a small company of two brothers who employ Amish families to do much of the leather work. They make gorgeous bags, 
I have to admit, Dali just doesn’t hit me hard. The one thing that I saw and immediately felt was the Lobster Telephone at the Tate a few years ago. It’s one of Dali’s sillier works (I dislike his gore) of a black rotary telephone with a plastic lobster glued across the handset. It’s hilarious. I think about it all the time when new techy gadgets are released.
If you’re interested, I wrote about it for work, 
Check out these gorgeous cardboard lights from Seattle collective 