My name is Eric and I’m a sucker for Hermes. Like the intro of a 12-step program I’m here to share my experience, strength and hope. I had my first taste of Hermes about a dozen years ago. It was a small black Ulysse notebook in grained leather that caught my eye. It set me back a bit considering you had to buy the cover separately from notebook paper. A year or so later I found myself stranded in a foreign airport that happened to have an Hermes boutique in the terminal. I did the only thing I could think and went in to buy something to soothe my frustration at being stuck on the ground. There was a taupe grained leather Ulysse notebook the next size up that called to me. I answered the call and found myself falling deeper down that orange hole.READ MORE >
The Olympics have taken possession of the world’s collective heart. A sprawling South American nation rife with economic, political and social upheaval plays host to the Olympic Games and the world with barely the strength to hold its own. And yet the world comes, the Games proceed, records are set, and at the closing there are many a wet eye. It was touching to watch the whole event and just when you think Olympic Women’s Beach Volleyball will never, ever, ever end the closing ceremony is finished.
When was the last time you lost your wallet? Remember that cold empty feeling inside like losing your membership card to life. That feeling of reaching repeatedly for it only to be reminded each time that it’s not where you thought it was is a cruel joke. But that’s what lost means. Well that’s where I live this weekend; in the land of no driver’s licence, no ATM card, no credit cards, no museum membership cards and no health insurance card. I’m as good as naked in the middle of a street of oncoming traffic…READ MORE >