The Encased Meat Tour 2011: Steve’s Snappin’ Dogs

Signage above Colfax

Colfax has come a long way in recent years: higher-end apartment complexes popping up, more restaurants, bars, and shops moving in, and a fresh coat of paint slapped on buildings here and there. The stretch of road between Broadway and Colorado Blvd is lookin rather proper in parts. One of the tips of the overhaul iceberg sits at the corner of Colfax and Monroe, an establishment simply known as Steve’s Snappin’ Dogs.

The crew gathered at 2PM on a gorgeous Denver Sunday to partake in some meat, cold beer, and sparkling conversation. We started this round with some highly-recommended flash-fried veggies. Not entirely sure what made them flash-fried versus just warm, but regardless, they were tasty. The group split one order so as not to fill up and leave no room for the dogs… Cue: The Main Event.

Steve's Flash Fried Veggies

California Dog: Fried red and green peppers, lettuce, spicy mustard, cheddar jack cheese, sliced tomatoes.

My Concoction: Lettuce Wrap Veggie Dog with Spicy Mustard – Yellow Mustard – Ketchup – Caraway Sauerkraut – Red Onions – Grilled Red Onions – Jalapeno Peppers – Sport Peppers – Green Relish – Dill Pickle Chips – Dill Pickle Slices – Celery Salt

L-R: Dallas Dog: Chili con carne, cheddar jack cheese. Chicago Dog: Spicy mustard, green relish, red onions, sliced tomato, celery salt, dill pickle spear, sport peppers. Fries

The dogs were good. The fries were free (Chris did a good job on that one!), and customer service was second to none. Mike, the guy announcing order numbers did so with the enthusiasm of a WWE announcer when the Rock was about to come out and layeth the smacketh down on some jabroni…. (nerd alert).

Pitchers of beer were only $9, which made me recall my college days at the Trailhead in Fort Collins, putting away pitcher after pitcher of Moosehead with my friends.

Back to Mike…Seeing as how this was an encased meat stop, not one of us tried the smashburger on the menu. Mike had us promise to make sure we come back and try it, promising that it was as good as the patty they serve at Elway’s but $15 less. Hell of a sell there!

If you’re on Colfax, want a quick bite among good people, love hot dogs, and don’t want to put a dent in your back account, check out Steve’s. And if you’re around July 31, 2011, come by for their hot dog eating contest. I gotta see this one in person…

Check out the rest of Steve’s dogs and their story:
Steve’s Snapping Dogs 
3525 E. Colfax Avenue
Denver, Colorado 80206-1816
303-333-SNAP

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Nightlife: Growing up and an impromptu Sunday date at Parallel 17; Denver, CO.

Parallel 17 Happy Hour Menu

Sweaty. Tired. Overwhelmed with clutter. Yes, accomplished and satisfied. That’s how I would describe this past Sunday. Fresh off the heels of the Savvy Blogging Summit in Colorado Springs, about 60 miles south of Denver, we awoke Sunday determined to finally move the rest of my crap out of my old place and into storage. As I may or may not have made clear, I moved out of my condo of 8 years and in with my girl and have been slowwwwwwly moving things into storage and/or getting rid of my unneeded belongings. As the month draws to a close and the thought of my new tenant moving in becomes reality, I had to take the majority of yesterday and work my ass off. Luckily, I wasn’t alone. So while we slaved away in the Denver heat, interrupting our efforts for a two hour stint for the Encased Meat Tour, we were able to get probably 99.9% of the rest of the stuff in the condo down into storage.

Lychee Soju

I couldn’t have done this without the help of my lovely gal, so I want to once again thank her for being a such a good sport and hammering out this last round with me. As dirty and grimy as we felt after hours of moving boxes and crates in 90+ degree heat, we deemed it necessary to reward ourselves at the now-staple in Uptown Denver, Parallel 17.

I admit, when this place first opened, I thought it pretentious. I was just a cheapskate, though, opting for terrible $2 wells at the awful dive up the street. As my palate and tastes refined over the years, I grew to love the higher echelon of clientele, enjoying a more expensive drink versus slamming well whiskey (which is still fun from time to time), and the truly delectable Orient-inspired food fusions. For our little impromptu date, we sampled their infused drinks by way of lychee soju and soda and a strawberry basil gin with soda. I had never had a lychee before, and I have to say, that fruit, in small doses is delicious. I could see me going overboard, though, and getting sick of them rather quickly.  Regardless, the drink was good, as was the infused gin.

Tuna Taco at Parallel 17

To fill our stomachs, we went light and split a tuna taro taco from the happy hour menu. The little tapa sat in a light avocado mousse. Had we been hungrier, we would have ordered more. But just getting a taste of it was perfect. We ate, drank, chatted up Max, the bartender with a quite pleasant demeanor, paid up, and headed out. It wasn’t anything all that special other than being a perfect way to spend an exhausted afternoon.

Should you find yourself in the area and are in need of a good happy hour drink and bite with a bit of class, head to Parallel 17. Tell them we sent you. It might not do anything, but it’s worth a shot.

Peep their contact:

Parallel 17
303-399-0988
1600 E 17th Ave
Denver, CO 80218

 

The aftermath.

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The Encased Meat Tour 2011: Billy’s Gourmet Hot Dogs

Welcome to Billy's

Naturally, the words “encased meat tour” – when strung together – illicit a mixed response. But last Sunday, on the inaugural outing of the EMT2k11 group, we were greeted with nothing but warmth, akin to the steamed poppy seed buns in which our hot dogs rested. Continue reading

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Dining Out: The Encased Meat Tour. Denver, CO.

Though the term, “encased meats,” would make a vegetarian shudder, there’s no denying the simple joys associated with eating a hot dog. While the origins of the food are somewhat scattered and debatable at best, the dish has become an icon of American cuisine, seeing reinvention after reinvention but always somehow staying true the the basics. I know that the above photo is from Hot Doug’s, one of Chicago’s finest hot dog establishments, but we’re getting a group together to explore the meateries of Denver, CO and beyond.

Biker Jim's, circa 2010.

I read a post I did a bit back on one of Denver’s finest when it come to encased meat, Biker Jim’s. Then, Jim only had two stands offering up exotic meats ranging from reindeer to elk, and buffalo to wild boar. Since then, he has moved into a brick and mortar and has turned his dream into an established reality. And this is where the Encased Meat Tour comes into play. It seems like Jim inspired Denver to open a slew of hot dog stands around the metro area. And we plan to hit them all this Summer.

I’ve gone ahead and set up the Facebook group which you can join here. All are welcome. The more the merrier. Bring your appetite and not your attitude. Etc, etc. If you have any questions, ideas, suggestions, rants and / or raves, post em here or on the group wall. Also, should you feel the need to Tweet this, we’re using the hashtag #EMT2K11.

The fun kicks off July 10 at 2:00pm at Billy’s. A detailed schedule is to follow. Let the good times roll.

Summer, man. Encased meats.

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Nightlife: Tips for a proper impromptu date night

I was feeling a bit off yesterday. Pissed about a few events that unfolded as well as kind of out of it given I am about to leave my job. That, and I had a few drinks with my son-to-be-ex-coworkers to send me off properly. When I finally got off work and home, the lady and I had no real plans of which to speak. Seeing that I was agitated, she took it upon herself to give me one helluvan impromptu date nights. If you’re in the market for one, here are a few ideas:

Walk

 

Walk. Taken at the Tetons. Point remains.

Weather pending, get out of the house for a hot minute or an hour and walk around your neighborhood. It gives you a chance to clear out your head, vent, talk shit about a pretty sunset, and gives you some much needed exercise after sitting at a desk for 9+ hours. Also, if you have a pup in need of some obedience training, this is a good time to teach her to sit before crossing streets, not to pull on the leash, and wear her out so you can enjoy a quieter evening after said walk.

Dance Party

 

Sleigh Bells. Slaying it.

While musical taste is varied, one song I like to put on for a little living room dance party for two is the Sleigh Bells tune, “Rill Rill.” There’s something enchanting about it. Could be the rhythmic guitar work, soft drums, or pretty killer video (link below). When you take those ingredients and combine it with that sexy voice, it’s the perfect storm for a get-down. The dance party is another way to slip in a bit of moving around in both for the two of you as well as the dog, should she get excited.

Sleigh Bells / Rill Rill

Drinks

 

Three 1.75 bottles in one box. BOOM!

I do not condone alcoholism. I do condone relaxing with a cocktail when the occasion calls. A weeknight is no night for an all-out bender, especially if you have to be up early the next day for work, so a nice box of wine will suffice. We went with a box of the fine, fine chardonnay from Big House. Say what you will about boxed wine, this particular variety is damn good. We’re not drinking Franzia or anything. While I prefer white, red is suitable too, for an evening in with your significant other. Stick to wine. It makes the weekend bender with bourbon and tequila all that much more special. 

Takeout

 

... Thai.

Screw cooking. Enjoy having someone else do it for you and get some takeout. We went with Tommy’s Thai, a Colorado fave, though, until last night, not one of mine. Not to get off topic, but I had a bad taste in my mouth of that place up until last night. I won’t say why, but I was hesitant to give it another chance. I’m glad I did. And should you choose to, as well, if you’re in the Mile High region, get the Tom Yum Goong and Chicken Satay to start. That’ll be enough food when you add on one entree to split. We chose the Pad Kra Pow. Do it.

The Romcom

 

awwwwww

This is possibly one of the most important parts of a good staying in date night. A romantic comedy usually has something for the both of you. I mean, you’re in a relationship, right? SO obviously you’re a fan of matters of the heart. Don’t try and act too cool for them, especially when you’re hanging out on the couch with your lady. Come bro time, you can shop, sports, muscle cars, SI Swimsuit Edition, etc. But can it right now. I tend to find Drew Barrymore and Justin Long quite grating, but I took another chance and watched my Netflix offering of “Going the Distance.” I retract what I said about the two. This movie was effing brilliant, full of one-liners galore, Charlie from It’s Always Sunny, and Jim Gaffigan. It was good. Watch it. (I’m feeling very demanding today.)

Bed

 

Image: InteriorDesigningg

Now, now. Get your mind out of the gutter. At this point, after a meal, a dance, a walk, a box of wine (if you’re a lush), and laughing and awwwing at a romcom, you gotta be pretty worn out. Hit the hay early and feel refreshed for the following day.

So next time you get off work and you’re all, “WTF should we do tonight, honey?” Give this a whirl. Should be fun. Leave a comment, too, if you have any other tips to augment this list. The more suggestions the better.

W.G.P. 

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Life: On moving on, cultural fit, thank you, and the next steps.

A little over a year ago, I signed on with Lijit Networks, a thriving startup firm in Boulder, CO. Over the course the 12+ months I occupied space within the walls of 1050 Walnut, adjacent to the Rio (which is dangerously fortuitous), I learned a great deal about the business, the startup community, and, really, the world at large. I had the honor of working with some of the brightest minds I have ever encountered in and outside of the work place. I saw people come and go, as is standard with every business. But, here at Lijit, when people left, the company felt it. One of the greatest things about this ever-expanding startup community is how these tight bonds are made. It really doesn’t matter (well, it does to a point) how you look on paper. Yale? Cool. 15 years experience doing this and that? Awesome. But you’re an asshole? Sorry, mate. Hit the road. Cultural fit is above and beyond the most important part of working at any one of these firms. As I said, the right amount of experience is needed, but that only gets you in the door. To stick around, you have to mesh with the people there. Luckily, I was able to fit in quite nicely with the folks at Lijit.

“So, WTF, Will? Why you be leaving such a cool place?” That’s a damn fine question. To make a long story, short, I was afforded a role with another firm, one which that aligned perfectly with my skillset and one in which I would be placed in a management role. So while I will definitely miss the lot of the people at Lijit, I am very much looking forward to joining the team at my future employer, The Blog Frog. I am excited on two different levels: 1) This is exactly what I want to be doing, and 2) I get to stay in the startup world, an environment I have come to love so much more than the corporate world. The payis lower, sure, but, kids, there is much more to life than the almighty dollar… like hotdogs… and status updates. I would take this opportunity to run down the list of the amazing people I have met because of starting work in Boulder and this community, but for fear of leaving someone out, I will say a big thank you. You know who you are.

Wish me luck, and if you happen to have a blog and want to join me over at the Blog Frog, we should chat. Otherwise, I will see you out and about at conferences, social media days, happy hours, on the BX, and a vast array of other places, I am sure.

Cheers,

W.G.P.

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Outside Colorado: A Trip to Grand Tetons National Park

Again, I stress being a Colorado native… I like to think I’ve seen much of what this state has to offer and take in all the sights and sounds around me. But what I neglect to take advantage of is the splendor in the regions bordering us. Case in point: the Grand Tetons National Park in Moose, Wyoming. Appropriately named… You’ll see why.

Birdie and Me. Manning the helm.

We packed up the car with coolers, tents, sleeping bags, other general camping supplies, clothes for many different types of weather, and most importantly, Birdie, the little Boxer/Pointer rapscallion. We rose early and were on the road 5:30AM for the proposed 9.5 hour drive, which turned into 11, after pit stops, a reroute, and generally just taking our sweet ass time. The views on the road were, simply put, green and vast. Fields and hills and small town signs , enormous skies and the ability to see forever: indicative to a roadtrip through this part of the country. As beautiful as it all was, it wasn’t until we crested Union Pass outside of Dubois (pronounced Duh-Boys) that we were awe-struck.

Out in the distance stood crags jutting from the ground, piercing the skyline the likes of which Kimberly had seen once before, but my virgin eyes had yet to experience. The Tetons,  giant 13K-feet snow-capped peaks, awaiting our arrival.

The Tetons. Heh. (insert joke)

Just then, Explosions in the Sky came on the speakers. Very apropos. We sat in silence for a good 10 minutes while taking in the scene. Shortly after, I was struck with the idea to start the band back up.

The weekend at Jenny Lake Campground was a whirlwind of campfire smoke, hiking, dogfights (two of our camping canines got into it resulting in a cone of shame, stitches, and a nicked ear), s’mores, bladders of wine, Bulleit bourbon, and just complete relaxation. Never having been to the Tetons before, I underpacked. I did bring essential warmth items like thermals, sweatshirts, and wool socks. It got chilly as hell at night. I did, though, bring along the Gant Rugger Overboard Jacket (pictured), donated so graciously by my friends at Bonobos. That thing got a lot of use in the rain, by the fire, and, eventually as a pillow, the one thing Kimberly and I forgot to pack. We did well on the booze though.

Posing. Gant Rugger Jacket via Bonobos. Beat New Balances.

The one drawback to the trip as a whole were the restrictions on dogs they had, or as the guide book called our four-legged friends, “bear bait.” (At JR’s in Denver, that means something different entirely). But, when we returned from a hike on our last day to see a bull moose not 15 feet from our site, memories of that tend to overshadow the negative.

The next morning, we were out of the National Park by 7, en route to Denver. Welcome back to reality. If you haven’t been, I do highly recommend getting up to northwestern Wyoming to see the Tetons in person. The pictures and words here do them justice in no way.

Tally-ho!

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Hiking: Up Eldorado Canyon with gear from Topo Designs

Outside Eldorado

Colorado is heating up. Personally, it’s one of my favorite times of the year. I tend to say that about every season, though, so this won’t be the first time you’ll hear that phrase out of my mouth. But with the weather warming, it becomes harder to stay indoors and not take advantage of the plethora of outdoor activities the Centennial state has to offer. To kick off this year’s hiking season, Kimberly and I headed west, just outside of Denver, to an area that in my 29 years in this state, I had yet to see: Eldorado Canyon.

The morning started early for us, as it tends to do, so we had ample time to pack what we thought we would need for a morning on the trail. The Topo Designs Daypack, made with love in Colorado, was stuffed with 4 water bottles, a package of beef jerky, the DSLR, travel water bowl for the pup, an apple, our phones, keys and a few other this–and-thats. Everything fit with ease. We grabbed the dog, the leash and the sunglasses and we were out the door and on the trail by 9:30.

The canyon is of unspeakable beauty, as is the case with many of the hiking areas throughout Colorado, and it never ceases to amaze how the views of and from the hills can still be so striking – as if seeing them for the first time. We headed up the Towhee trail, in tow of a pulling Birdie (the pup for future reference), equipped with a comfortably-fitting pack, and in the company of a chorus of bird calls, a babbling brook and smells of blooming wildflowers and fresh pine.

The view back out over the plains

Navigating our way to the top we stumbled upon purple butterflies that Bird favored for chasing, a hawk out for a mid-morning soar (we watched for a good 10 minutes and did not see a single flap of his wings), and one guy with a beer…and perfectly gelled hair…wearing black jeans and a tucked in t-shirt…just out for a hike(?). That was a nice deviation from the typical, “I got my walking poles out and am geared to the nines,” Colorado hiker. We reached our destination and hung out on top of the hill for a bit, looking back out over the plains. After a bit of a rest atop the perfect sunning rock, we trekked back down.

On the march back to the car, I commented that it’s sort of unfair how hiking works: The backpack is heavy going up the hill and substantially lighter coming down as the sustenance is consumed and water bottles emptied. Not that the Topo Daypack was ever uncomfortable at any point– the opposite actually. It was just a “No Shit, Sherlock” moment I had.

Looking out into the canyon. Topo Designs Daypack.

Recommendations from this trip:

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An Open Question: For those not living in Colorado…

I was asked recently what I thought the outsider’s perspective of Colorado is. I had a few insights. things I heard through the grapevine and from all the people I’ve met from around the globe. But I thought I would aggregate your thoughts here today. So please, if you’re living somewhere besides Colorado, chime in in the comments below as to what your perspective of the state is.

Thanks in advance.

Will

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Seminal Records From My Youth: Orange Rhyming Dictionary

In August of 1998, a few musicians who would prove to become important figures in my life recorded an album that forever changed the way I heard music. It wasn’t until October 27th of the same year that the trio released said record. Shortly after that, I haphazardly came across a copy of Jets To Brazil’s debut offering, Orange Rhyming Dictionary.

Being in bands since the tender age of 12 and having parents that got me into tunes at an very early point in my life, I have always been exposed to music. I had heard of Jawbreaker, therefore, through friends who didn’t share my punk-mentality that I developed. But when the screeches and feedback of Crass, Rancid, Blanks 77, Swingin Utters and a vast number of other punk bands were filling the space between my ears, I couldn’t have cared less about that “emo shit.” Blake who? Gimme the barely-understandable Penny Rimbaud and the slurs of Tim Armstrong, thank you very much. Little did I know that a trip to the now defunct Pirate Records in Denver, CO would forever change that attitude.

On a dreary November day in 1998, I went to visit one of the tattooed, hair-dyed-black, punkettes I used to canoodle with who worked at said record store (back when record stores were relevant) (I wonder where that girl is now). I would go in from time to time to say hey, maybe sneak in a makeout when she took a smoke break (high school ashtray kissing memories), and browse the used punk discs. Flipping through the racks on that day, though, I came across the shit I wouldn’t even use as frisbees, until I spotted Orange Rhyming Dictionary. “Oh hey this is that band my buddy Brooks really likes. I think… $2.98? Eh, might as well give it a shot.”  I pulled it from the crammed massed of overstocked discs and beheld it in all its crack-cased glory. “So wow, no picture of the band or really any artwork to speak of on the cover. Just the start of some lyrics…. ” I bought it. Getting into my 1990 Toyota Camry lovingly nicknamed “Turbo,” mostly because the thing went from -50 in close to 11 minutes, I stuck Jets To Brazil into my car discman (WITH 60 anti-skip protection, for the record). The opening riffs of “Crown of the Valley” filled my little four-door, and that was that. The almost-5 minute opening track made all the 30 second to minute and a half punk jams seem so frivolous. I mean, sure, the political messages were important, if you believed in them, but being a white kid from a somewhat affluent family that cared about me, and I, them, the lyrics never really rang true when I heard, “Fuck the Government.”

JTB love Skeeball. Photo: Last.FM

When Blake started crooning, albeit obscurely, I took hold of what he was saying. I might still not fully grasp what he was saying on “Morning New Disease” with:

morning new disease charcoal in bed / bone soaked anemic listen in horror / to the scraping of flatware and china / and saran wrap to stifle libido

But, to this day, I do not think I have heard a truer and more heart-wrenching love song than “Sweet Avenue.” Also, if you have a girl and want to serenade the hell out of her which will 99.9% of the time end with the most romantic kiss and maybe more, play this song for her. Even if you don’t play guitar. Learn to. For this one song. Trust me.

It was after listen after listen of this record that I was forever changed as a musician and as an appreciator of music. The snotty punk rock I was writing for my bands in high school dissipated and transformed into 7-minute semi-ballads my friend Andy and I crafted for our college outfit, We Can Kill Everyone. I have a few recordings lying around should anyone care to give them a listen. I was still able to enjoy the snot-punk I loved so much from time to time as healthy juxtaposition is of benefit to life, I mean you got to. But when I look back at the records that shaped my life, Orange Rhyming Dictionary is among the top of the list. I loved what Jets To Brazil did afterwards, but they did not have the same impact whatsoever as this record did and continues to do. Also, no other record in my collection has so many ties to so many friends. Without fail, every time Wil and Andy and I get together, one of the first ten songs we play is “Sweet Avenue.” Then we all try to remember “Sea Anemone.” We never fully remember… but this is after a fair amount of Tiger and whiskey. Plus there’s usually campfire smoke in our lungs and eyes…

Blake Schwarzenbach.

When I moved to NYC, I always hoped I would see Blake somewhere in Brooklyn. Though I don’t have concrete evidence it ever happened, I swear to all that is holy, one night at the Bedford L, I saw him…. I swear. And if it wasn’t him, I don’t want to know. Because you can’t prove me wrong.

Now go listen to “Conrad” and close your eyes.

Jets To Brazil / Conrad

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The Shape of (this) Site to Come.

It’s no secret that as of late, the posts of The Momentum have decreased in number. Going from one / two a day to one a week, or so, is a big shift for me and the site in general. I am taking a step back from the post to encourage more quality versus quantity. These posts will focus more on the everyday life I lead and how the products I use, places I visit, things I eat and drink come into play. Also, I have recruited some friends to contribute in the arenas of restaurant reviews, music you should be listening to, and others. Being the Colorado native I am, an emphasis on the outdoors and the juxtaposition of it with the professional life.

Amid all the noise and posts of the other sites on the Internet, I came to the conclusion that I wanted to do something new. For the most part, I don’t have a strong opinion one way or the other about a high-end designer’s / company’s SS/11 line, unless I have some experience with them in the past. I realized too that I’m a man of simple pleasures. I know what I like and have found myself escaping the realm of “want” and living in the space of “need.” A major purge of what I own has started, parring my wardrobe down to the essentials. I will not stop buying  nor reviewing those items I think will work well in my everyday.

In the meantime, while I work on the new direction, feel free to follow my random posting of pictures, videos, text, and audio on my Tumblr: The Best Most Awesome.

I also wanted to take this opportunity to thank the lot of you that have stuck with me over the years. This is just another transition, and we’ll be back in full form with a new outlook ASAP. Besides, it’s camping season almost. What better way to make all your city kids jealous than with post-weekend posts about Saturday’s camping trip? Fires and footlongs. Mountain dogs day hikes. Whiskey and beer. Whiskey.

Best,

WGP

 

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The reforestation of Colorado and on: Celebrating Earth Day with Bonobos and Captain Plant It

Planes dropping fire retardant on the Fourmile Fire. Boulder, CO. 2010 / Source: Westword

If you live in Colorado or the contiguous United States of America and watch any form of the news, you know that for the past year and a half or so, the Mile High State has been ravaged by forest fires. It’s nothing new for the state, but it has been more of a problem in recent history due to the massive amount of beetle kill our national forests witnessed. The dry trees, lack of moisture and lightning storms are a tremendous recipe for turning land where tall, dead pines stand into fields of ash and lifelessness. Then add some morons with a sick vendetta against nature (?) that feel the need to set it ablaze, and all of a sudden, your state is burning to the ground.

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Presentation: 4/15/2011 || Nautical.

Paw-tical

Will, I was desperately trying to find something nautical for the Friday momentum.  The only item I could find is my grandfather’s old Navy uniform.  It would be perfect if not for the fact that in 1943 my grandfather weighed one hundred thirty pounds and in 2011 I weigh a sturdy two hundred.  No amount of struggling could get me in that top, but it does fit someone in the household. I hope that this can count as my submission. – Drake

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Nautical w J Crew

Sail cloth button down and pullover both by JCrew. Chambray pants courtesy of Lands End Canvas. Haircut from Heidi. Map unfinished. – WGP

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Lea Anne

Glad I could present a great outfit on my last day in corporate America (at least for now.)
Even though I live in Texas, I love all things nautical. I spent a summer in college on the Cape teaching sailing to 6 year-old girls. Best summer of my life. Great theme!
I’m wearing:
Banana Republic denim blazer
Navy & White tank
Banana Republic white pants
Gold Sperry Topsiders
White Michele Watch
Kiel James Patrick green & navy anchor bracelet
- Lee Anne Jackson

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Jon

What’s preppier than a never ending duck hunt on your shorts?
University oxford by rugby. Belt by Leather Man Ltd. Bracelet by Kiel James Patrick. Shorts by J.Crew. Shoes(not pictured) are Boat shoes by LL Bean Signature.
-Jon

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John

Alright…I have GOT to come up with a way to get better full body shots. This pic doesn’t do justice the my outfit today. Rocking a ton of purple (shirt, bowtie, pocket square) to try to take my mind off of MI’s freezing cold spring thus far. – John

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Weekend: Grabbag. See you in NYC.

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Found: The Prints of Jeremy Behrhorst

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Spring cleaning yields some choice finds. Found an old Chrome bag as well as a whole stack of my buddy, Jeremy’s, prints. Now, I wanna pass them along to those anyone who wants one. Heavy stock. Limited edition. $10 + S&H. Who wants one? Comment or email: momentumoffailure@gmail.com.

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Only $10. You’d waste that on candy, anyway. That’s at least what mom always used to tell me…

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