To celebrate the release of the new updated and revised edition of Where Am I Wearing? I’m celebrating apparel companies that are making a difference by conducting two weeks of giveaways. Each day I’ll highlight a company and then giveaway an item of theirs at 9PM (ish). To enter, leave a comment in that day’s blog post or on Facebook. Winner will be randomly selected. Wanna see more clothing companies changing the world? Visit Kelsey’s Closet.
Leave a comment for a chance to win an Ethix Merch “Sweatfree Baby!” onesie (organic, made in USA, Union Made) see it here
To celebrate the release of the new updated and revised edition of Where Am I Wearing? I’m celebrating apparel companies that are making a difference. Each day for the next two weeks I’ll highlight a company and then giveaway an item of theirs at 7PM. To enter, leave a comment in that day’s blog post or on the corresponding Facebook post. Winner will be randomly selected. I’m adding each of these companies to my virtual Kelsey’s Closet.
Leave a comment to be entered to win a Rain Tee
If you hate rain forests and kids’ drawings, stop reading. Otherwise you’ll love Rain Tees.
Rain Tees donates school supplies to children living in endangered…
I always felt that the book was incomplete. I went to Honduras, met a garment worker named Amilcar who I chatted with for 10 minutes, I didn’t ask him the questions I wanted to know (dude, is this a sweatshop?), I went home and was haunted by Amilcar, so I went to Bangladesh, Cambodia, and China to meet the people who made my clothes and ask them the questions I didn’t…
“If you aren’t pissed off for greatness, that means you’re okay with being mediocre.” – Ray Lewis
Ray Lewis delivers a 2-minute powerhouse of a motivational speech to the Stanford men’s basketball team before their NIT semifinal game. It hits just as hard as Lewis does on the field. You can’t watch this video and not go chest bump your nearest co-coworker or in my case my cat.
A shout out to my brother, Kyle, a scientist, for pointing this out with the following note: “Hell yeah! After watching this, I’m going to go do me some science until my eyes bleed.” …
What does a vagabonding underwear journalist pack on an 8-day trip to Honduras?
1 pair of Khaki pants
1 pair of jeans
1 pair of shorts
1 lucky shorts (they don’t stay up anymore so they serve little other purpose)
3 polo shirts
4 pairs of underwear
5 pair of socks
3 shoes (flip-flops, running shoes, dress shoes)
Book to give Amilcar when I find him
Point & Shoot camera
Toiletries (teeth, shaving, skin)
1 Aerobie super disc to give away
1 Aerobie super disc to play withg
1 hackey sack in case of emergency1 2450 cubic inch backpack
1 Domke reporter bag
And when I cram all of that in my backpack and bag it weighs about…
The Ayn Rand Institute is now accepting volunteers.
From the institute’s website:
If you are unable to make monetary contributions or just want to do a little extra to help ARI, we invite you to become a volunteer!
ARI relies on volunteers to assist us with various departmental projects and with the running of special events. While we have a wonderful and very capable staff, we can always use additional help at peak times.
If the irony of this doesn’t slap you upside the head, you must not know who Ayn Rand is.
Ayn Rand is most well known for her novels The Fountainhead and Atlas Shrugged. She is a champion of rational egoism: an action is rational only if it maximizes self-interest. …
To say I’ve become obsessed with commencement speeches might be an understatement. I’ve watched Tom Hanks talk at Stanford, Colbert talk at a small college in Illinois, and this morning, Conan address Dartmouth.
I’ve given one commencement speech, way back in 2006. I think it went okay. One of the audience members peed her pants and several more picked their noses and ate it. My commencement speech was to middle-schoolers and kindergartners near my childhood home in Ohio. For my efforts, I received an honorary certificate of participation and a pen.
“How many people does it take to sew together a single pair of blue jeans?” I ask the audience of 500 high schoolers. It’s 8:00 AM and the fact that a bunch of hands go up is a testament to the beginning of my presentation filled with fart jokes and encounters with deadly venomous snakes. (If I ever stumble upon a farting venomous snake, I’ll have struck pay dirt. For now I work with the stories I’ve got and they seem to work pretty well.)
The guesses come: 5, 25, 8, 9…
“Let’s have one more,” I say. I point to a boy in the top row.
The entire high school giggles like Beavis and Butthead. …