Pedal Strike

TweetI’m actually not that much of a party girl. Notwithstanding the complete lack of rack that is required to look good in backless club wear, a glass of beer can make the room spin for me. Chimay will absolutely floor me. Dancing in heels all night is a skill I never bothered to perfect. I’d […]

TweetBeing somewhat of a closet snob, I love the vague language of being in the know. “Did you see–” “Oh yeah.” “Unbelieveable, right?” “But awesome.” “Exactly.” And, of course, I love it even more when this top secret, exclusive language is used in the context of bikes and blogs. I’m not talking about my own…No, […]

TweetMy Mom has this tendency to flip through clothes with a dismissive, almost violent hand. Hangers squeak loudly against poles as she’ll cast aside suits, shirts, and pants, unable to find that perfect, impeccably tailored, designer whatever. Meanwhile I try not to completely lose it as the product of someone’s hard labor is violently shoved […]

TweetDespite both of my classes having been canceled today, I rolled out of bed at the usual time. Granted, I can’t sleep past 8am on any day, anyway, but I was sort of excited to get up and pick my way across a floor littered with fabric, tailor’s chalk, and some random pins [ouch!]. I […]