I Love Icons

This is a great audit of olympic icons through the modern age.

Portland Proves Itself AGAIN

I had a great - near peak - experience in PDX the other day. Finally got to visit the hat shop that's been on my radar for so long and it did not disappoint. I say Run - don't walk - to Pinkham Millinery. Old world craftsmanship, new world aesthetics, all mashed up by Dayna Pinkham. Seriously, visit her shop, buy a hat. Revive the industry that JFK single-handedly killed (by not wearing hats in public).

It can be a bit tricky to find - it's right smack downtown, but tucked in a little shopping plaza called Morgan's Alley.


Every hat in the place is a work of art. The materials are sumptuous and the sheer variety is a bit overwhelming.

If you like a deep-dive on a very specialized craft, then schedule your field trip today. Seriously.

The wood "blocks" are themselves antiques. Nobody is making them anymore...

One moment, madame, while I bring the coach around... Interesting to try on a top hat that actually fits.

According to Ms. Pinkham, I'm a "long oval" - my head shape - making it hard for me to find the right hat. But you know what they say...

Typos are like spinich in your teeth.

As a writer, I'm always on the lookout for typos. I don't always catch them, but sometimes they just jump out at you.

When I was engaged in the online dating game, I used to say that typos in a person's profile were the online equivalent of spinach in the teeth. Yuck.

Online and in most other media, correcting the occasional typo is pretty simple.



But when you're using giant stencils and permanent paint, you might want to take an minute or two to REALLY read what you're about to jot down. Just a thought

This morning's yoga class reading: Choose Happy

Happy isn’t a distant friend 

who you see only once and awhile.

Happy isn’t inherited

Like Grandma’s fine china

Reserved for special occasions.

Happy isn’t that time a few days, 

A few weeks, 

A few months ago.

Remember?

Happy is squeezed from a tube 

And crawls across the bristles of your brush.

Happy is paper or plastic, 

White or whole wheat.

It’s heads or tails

Eggs any style.

And cereal for dinner

Happy is the dessert you eat first

Because life is uncertain.

Except for its shortness