I have this little quote snipped from a magazine that I’ve hung onto for years. It’s good advice, and advice I wish I’d inherently understood from ages 15-30. Quick retrospective: Ages 1-7: sport clothes for life that involves crotches full of sand, full days on flats boat baiting shrimps with hooks through their eyeballs in Florida Keys, monkey bars, and… View Post
Call me the tumblin’ dice.
So this was an awesome day—noontime beer and a lot of improvisational fluting between emails—oh, and it was a Monday?
Tired, but wiser for the time.
[Vintage Black Crowes t-shirt + shorts.] Hey from Orlando, FL. Here on business, and feeling like this corner of the continent is some sort of mutant view on reality…
Just you wait there in the dark.
[FYI, if you wanna, just mosey on down and click play on that jam before you read.] [Theory bomber + Wildfox Couture t-shirt + AG Legging jean + Jeffrey Cambell booties + Low Luv x Erin Wasson chain and bone cross earrings. Stalked this t-shirt for months and it was worth it.] From my Keel’s Simple Diary entry for Feb… View Post
More from The Greenbrier.
For the curious, the nostalgic, or the bored, here are a few more pics from our stay. Welcome lunch at Draper’s Cafe, which although moved from its sunny upstairs location to the lower casino level, afforded us a stunning view of a lone elderly gentlemen working his right bicep on a slot machine. TDF pulled pork sandwich and fried green… View Post