January 2010 Archive
Jan 31, 2010 · 08:10 PM
The hat is called the Seirus. It’s an interesting take on the standard trapper hat, which were on display in abundance this year. It’s also attached to one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen. I recommend you track these hats down like they’re made of gold and beer, because they work on so many levels :
1) If you’re a girl, this hat will make you hotter by a factor of 3.
2) If you’re a guy, this is the perfect gift for someone out of your league.
3) If this girl and I are going to live together forever, she’ll need to continue modeling, because this blogging gig really does not pay as well as you think it would. And I think we can all agree that none of us set THAT bar very high in the first place.
Jan 31, 2010 · 06:34 PM
Revolution was in the air, and you could taste the tension with every breath. Lifelong friends passed each other in the street, eyes cast downward, busy getting back to their homes, a minimal nod their only acknowledgment- a public conversation could arouse suspicions, and suspicions were sufficing for proof these days.
Word on the street was that the old man was dead, or dying, and his brother ready to take the country in a different direction. The iron scepter with which he’d held back the march of progress for the last half century was being passed; the meek and powerful alike suspected the transition would not be without the usual saber-rattling.
Jan 31, 2010 · 12:55 PM
Me: Hi, I’m writing an article about hats and stuff for a blog you’ve never heard of.
She: We don’t have hats. We have headphones.
Me: Close enough. Can I touch your hair?
She: Wait a second… Did you make your Media Pass made with a crayon? This is bear mace. Enjoy.
Jan 31, 2010 · 11:18 AM
If you’ve ever been to Switzerland, you have more money than me. That’s just a simple axiom I think we can all get on board with. You probably also have a super-hot wife, 3 adorable children who all play musical instruments and show promise in their studies. Which they likely practice at a small boarding school in France.
Someday, your daughter will wander in to whatever Starbucks I’m camping in to author the next post that nobody will read, and I will think her a vision of loveliness heretofore unknown to mine own eyes. I will probably weep that my life took the turns it did, and none of them led me to her.
She will not notice me.
Jan 30, 2010 · 04:55 PM
In a stroke of genius, this year the Snowsports Industry of America (SIA) brings their annual Snow Show trade expo to Denver, Colorado, spurning their old home in Las Vegas. What’s brilliant about this move is, not only do we have snow here in Denver, but at a mile above sea level show exhibitors will be able to cut their bar tabs in half.
Stay tuned for our coverage of everything new and exciting, and some stuff that isn’t.
Jan 30, 2010 · 01:57 PM
I love POC. Since the very first time I saw them in ID magazine, they’ve been my favorite helmet. It was about the technology, sure- but the look and feel, the build quality, have always been the thing that people notice when I stroll into the bar at 11:30am after a really satisfying day of skiing.
One of the things that was so great about them was their understated design. Which is why, when I arrived at the POC booth, I thought someone had put LSD in my coke- er, soda. Something to which I don’t object normally. But for the love of God I’m live blogging this stuff, and I can’t do my job if my laptop keeps sprouting feet and walking across the show floor.
But you know what? If you’re number one on the Freeride World Tour and you like 1970’s Throwback Lollipops you can have whatever the hell you want for your signature model.
Besides, Aurélien Ducroz is French… So he could wear a diaper and Crocs to aprés, and I imagine the accent still fills the hot tub.
Jan 30, 2010 · 01:37 PM
So this is, I understand, technically just a picture of the ad for the hat in front of the booth itself. But it still counts for a couple of reasons:
1) She is hot.
2) The fur hat is amazing.
3) The rest of the stuff in the booth was killer too.
These chapeaux come, however, with a height requirement: if your credit card resides in a wallet made of crappier material that the hat you hope to purchase, you should probably head over to the cafeteria and try your hand at picking up the facilities staff.
Jan 30, 2010 · 01:13 PM
I’m sure that’s not true. It may be that the close proximity to great ski mountains, lack of distractions past 1:30am when all our bars close, and the relative hotness of the UNPAID local gentry makes Denver a better bet that Vegas for SIA 2010.
Plus, when you drink at 5,280 feet, you get drunk faster… Again, something you’ll need since you have to go back to your hotel at quarter to two.
Jan 30, 2010 · 12:31 PM
I’ve always liked SIA. Because I like skiing and snowboarding, and I like trade shows that feature live rap performances, Pamela Anderson, and something called a shot luge. That type of stuff is the reason I get up in the morning… you know, around noon.
To be honest, I don’t really know all that much about ski gear. I buy it if it looks cool.
So when SnowHugger asked me to cover SIA in Denver, I figured the regular guy could cover how the newest magnesium thing TOTALLY helps you do that one other thing better, faster. Because when I boiled it down, I don’t care about skis and snowboards. I care about girls.
And girls, I reasoned, are often found underneath cute hats.
