What we're not...
I just bought a nice pair of Trask casual bison leather shoes that I like a lot but I think may be a little tight around the bridge of my foot. However, it's a pretty good brand but I was astonished at the over-the-topness of their marketing that came with the card inside the shoe box- I don't disagree with the sentiment, but the lack of subtlety, nuance, and restrained couth caught me off guard. In fact, I find it a bit embarrassing, and I think I'm going to need to send the shoes back. (to get the real bang out of it, read it out loud in a deep tenor, and pump your right arm for emphasis at the right moments - and be sure to have an audience.)
" The story of a man who followed a river and found his dream.
We love the story about the man who followed a river and found his dream. Because it's true. Because it's not just the story of one man, it's the story of us. The story of America. A country build by people with the courage to dream and the conviction to make those dreams come true. By questioning the way it's always been done By wondering what if. And asking why not. And by knowing that there's another way. A higher road. A way that's right and real. By leading, not following. Making a mark and leaving not just footprints, but blueprints for something better.
It's a story that's still being written with bold strokes by people who are driven not by a paycheck, but by a passion for a life well lived. People who make their choices based not on simply what looks good, but on what feels right. Like Trask. Because like so many other things that are worth pursuing, they don't get old. They get better. And long after the others are relegated to the back of the closet, these are the ones you'll count on. Day by day. Year after year. A timeless style that's beyond trends, resistant to fads or fading away. An American icon that's earned its reputation one step at a time, one generation after another. It's our heritage and our story."
An American icon that's earned its reputation one step at a time…
Really?! That's too much for me. It's almost like it's tongue in cheek, but I think they're serious.
Miami Beach and Back, just beating the storm.
I left the day after a snow storm, and returned a day after a snow storm.
5:15 am, from Scranton with Lucas and Marcus, my 10 yr old nephew.
On the frickin freezin commuter plane. They didn't even warm it up for us. Take a look at how the early rising is catching up with Lucas.
But then at the swanky Mondrian, pool side.
In the pool too long. That's my son's toe, not mine.
At the Seaquarium.
Water cannons at the 'shipwreck' at the aquarium.
3-D Walking with Dinosaurs.
My balcony, yacht-side.
Peanut butter and jelly for Marcus, cantaloupe for Lucas.
He was crowding him all week.
Talking to his Mom, next to our towel drying rack.
New Years Eve at the Fountaineblue.
We call this his party shirt. Actually, he does.
Kid's Party at the Fountaineblue, with freeze dancing, Wii, Playstation, big lego setup and lots of cookies.
Literally made it back a few hours before the airports started closing, avoiding what seemed to be a real travel disaster. Our flight attendants were literally rushing us on the plane so we could take off from Charlotte and land in Scranton before things got too hairy.
Then back to a new snowstorm that night and next day.
Just one of those days...
Where you close on a house in Barryville,
Then hustle over and close on a house in Woodstock.
…and then Daddy gets a new pair of shoes.
Local News of Note
Our design collaboration with Courtney and Bronson on their 1800's original 1 room schoolhouse conversion to the Hillside Schoolhouse Inn is profiled in this Fodor's article on lodgings at reincarnated schoolhouses.
And the Heron, arguably Sullivan County's best watering and gathering hole (and definitely the go to for our clients) is celebrating their 2nd birthday in Narrowsburg by offering a free glass of champagne to any of their friend/clients who stop by and say "Happy Birthday" (limit one b-day wish per customer).
