From the aisles of Whole Foods Market, the country's largest retailer of natural and organic products:
I tend to call it Whole Paycheck Market, Yuppie Foods, or Granola Central. Great place, good times, quality food, earthy ambiance.
Gentlemen's Quarterly calls it the one of the best places in the country to find beautiful women.... specifically in Boulder, CO.
For six months, a special team of GQ investigators canvassed the nation--from the debutante parties of Houston to the champagne-soaked banquettes of Miami--in pursuit of the country's most beautiful women.
Apart from Boulder, Denver was also mentioned in the American Girl Cheat Sheet.
Amy, 32, said: "The Denver man dress code: Not GQ! An old pair of khakis or jeans is acceptable attire for anything from job interviews to dates and from weddings to funerals. And don't get me started on their shoes...."
Cara, 35, said: "The don't call it Menver for nothing. The numbers skew in favor of women. Denver guys exist in a protracted state of adolescence. They tend to act, think, and live as if they were ten years younger than they are. Why? Many of them were lured here by the lifestyle."
Well, ok, I admit that I left a coat from Zara back East. Why? Well it doesn't say North Face on it, and the undergrads just wouldn't understand.
Great anecdote: I had the coat on back in Manhattan over break and several visiting Boulder students made comments. Maybe it was the sake that loosened their tongues. Btw, I never posted these crazy photos from that evening.... no it was definitely morning by then:
Of course, Burton apparel suits me just fine out here in CO. (Another anecdote: Burton opened up a store on Spring Street a few months back. From the woods of Vermont to the streets of So-Ho... unbelievable.)
GQ also named the corner of Prince and Broadway as the best spot in the US to meet a beautiful woman, making me just a little homesick.
The magazine also listed the 29 Best Dirty Song Lyrics. Two highlights: Spinal Tap's Big Bottom ("My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo/ I'd like to sink her with my flesh torpedo.") and Starland Vocal Band's Afternoon Delight ("Thinkin' of you's workin up my appetite/ Looking forward to a little afternoon delight.).
Um, I'm sorry, it's the-- it's the pleats. It's uh, it's actually an optical illusion. It's the pattern on the pants. It's not flattering in the crotchal region. I'm actually taking them back right now. Taking them back to... the pants store. Oh, this is awkward.
Oh yeah, check out these articles on Whole Foods:
NYT and the WSJ via Brand Autopsy.
And the scandals.
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Now I like nothing better than a pretty girl's smile, and I haven't seen a smile that pretty in a while. Who could blame you?
Don't speak German, either, but I love all their hyperpolysyllabic words that mean entire concepts: schadenfreude, weltanschaung, torchshlusspanik, zeitgeist, etc.- there are bound to be some major misspellings there.
When did you study Aramaic and our abuses of it?
Don't know what IROC is. I Googled it, and I still don't know. Cars ain't my thing. Do tell.
God winking is new to me, but the synchronistic and prescient moments are not. These coincidences, moments when things and people coincide, or collide - well, I really believe this chaos has a rhyme and a reason. We are all connected to each other - even when we hide out. Even when we know each other in strange ways, or for strange reasons.
So it's crazy and yet I'm not really surprised that you saw the article just before my mention of his biography. Watch the symbols and stories that come into your life - I really believe they try to tell us something. My own awareness of the book came about just before I chose to try and find my own long lost elder brother. So, maybe I was unconsciously motivated by the reminder of my friend's tangled history with his own.
I'll tell you something of that - he was offered a job to write for SNL when we were undergrads. He is one of the cleverest people I've known, but he felt it was a dishonour to the memory of his brother, so he turned it down. Apparently David felt that comedy was not a lofty enough ambition for his little brother, not serious enough. To me, an artist who can touch all the deep and difficult subterranean places, and still give us the relief of burning away the pain with laughter, has done something essential. Transformational, revolutionary even. One rarely finds that on SNL, to be sure, but Kenny was a deep enough thinker to come to that profundity on his own. The tyranny of other people's expectations. Still, he's done wonderful things, and I don't stand in judgement of any of it.
I don't know what any of this has to do with your life, but I would say that you obviously have a gift for humor, and clearly for writing. And as I said before, I hope you don't set that aside once you become a barrister. In any case, I know I am learning something bigger from my correspondence with you.
And hey, how did you find my blog, anyway? Were you just flipping through them randomly? I always meant to ask.
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