I once arrived at my sister’s home after having caught a late flight only to discover that I had not brought with me a nude color bra needed to be worn under the white summer whatever it was that had been packed for attending an event scheduled early the next day. You see, I have that strange type of employment that requires (in writing!) that ones undergarments be of a dark, solid color matching the outer work uniform. This, and the fact that traveling is easier when done mostly with dark dirt disguising colors, means most clothing I own tends to be items that also will work while working (I suppose there is some wisdom in this, just in case one should ever suffer a wardrobe malfunction during a safety demo in the middle of the aisle while 150 people watch on). At times however, I must confess that I feel I spend my life dressed like a skull hawk moth of death sweeping out of NYC into the color saturated world. In recent years I have however, branched out into wearing interchangeable colorful scarves thrown into the black & grey practical mix.
Self portrait of M on the road:
Thus, the next morning found me arising early to head out to the local 24 hour Walmart for the quick purchase of said needed nude bra (this was the only choice of shop open at an unforgivingly early hour). This left me just enough time to make the purchase, to get ready and to still be on time for… I honestly in this moment can’t remember what we had going on. On my way out the door to the shop, I asked my sister if she wanted me to pick up anything for her. After thinking for moment she said that some bacon to include in a quick breakfast when I got back might be nice.
So it is was at 6am on that random Sunday morning I found myself watching a nude colored bra and a package of bacon, framed strikingly against a black background, travel side by side together as they moved down the conveyor belt at the checkout register. It was a surreal moment for me. What an incredibly strange purchase combination. I feel this must have been what it was like to shop back at an old general store in the wild west. The only thing that was missing was the spot in the back corner of the building where there also would have been found a barber, who for an additional quarter, could have pulled a bum tooth. 🙂
The world we live in today, at times to me, can seem rather a bizarre place to be. With all our modern advancements, what have we actually achieved? The purchase of pork and unmentionables again in a one stop shop. Humm… ???
Today found on my absolutely, finally must be done to do list, was the need for the purchasing of another new bra. But, this time it is a replacement one for work. I am NOT a big shopper and honestly I had been putting this outing off and off and off. Knowing of the motivational challenge in this area, my husband (being the gem that he is) took me out to brunch first as a little incentive treat for my tackling the dance of the to dos today. He took me out to have brunch at an excellent new find in our city.
I am a Hulu closet watcher of the TV program Grimm. I actually do not really enjoy the story of the show that much, but I am loving seeing and finding wonderful little location gems that they use in the program as they shoot in and around the city of Portland, OR. Zell’s Cafe is one such spot.
It looked charming on the show and it is in person as well. And the food…
…well, it is absolutely delicious. It is always packed out with people often waiting for a table, so one must go early or be prepared to wait. It is well worth it though. A day with rhubarb German pancakes, Eggs Benedict and a new black bra? The combination made for another interesting morning out.
Anyone else out there have any favorite brunch loves or surreal shopping moments lately?
Header picture for this post is one of my stunningly beautiful friend, Chella. She currently works as a model based out of NYC. Her true beauty streams straight from the heart and she uses her work to give so much back to help women on the planet as well. My life has been incredibly enriched by knowing her. It is beauty using beauty to be truly beautiful!
(Chell… I miss living full time in NYC for the facilitating of our spontaneous catch up brunches! Oh, the joys of Caravan of Dreams, Kitchenette or Odeon. Is it a date in that NYC minute?! Soon, soon I hope. -xou.M)