When I wear these with my Levi's, they really help me embrace the northern-California-white-trash aspects of my personality and there is no doubt I really like Lynerd Skynard. They are Timberland for god's sake. What convinced me to buy these was that the sales woman was wearing them, and she wore them all over super-snowy Portland last year and they looked fabulous and they are suade. The more worn out, the better they look. I can't wait until mine all are distressed by the the snow, ice and salt of Moscow. Really resisting buying them in black too.
Softer than expensive sheets from France, than any 600 thread count thingie I've ever tried or wanted to try. Bamboo jersey sheets from Target. Oh my god. Unnnhhhnnng. For $50. Unbelieveable.
"Can you please stop reading to me?!" I find myself saying to Stefan. I'm probably the last person to get on this band-wagon, and I don't appreciate the smart alec aspect, but whatever it takes: Stefan is reading fiction non-stop.
Other things I bought two of: Erath Vinyards Pinot Noir from Oregon. I'm hoping the high-end screw cap makes it home in the luggage without exploding like a corked bottle would. Orbit gum, sweet mint flavor, just mentioning it makes me have to go find some right now, it's addicting.
twenty-something years of "what have you been up to?" 
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