Dad Wore Jorts

But he was not a hipster.

He was more of a hippie redneck

who could have built an entire house by himself if required.

He was an amazing carpenter 

& he taught me to notice the small details of design.

So I get lost looking at the windows of Anthropologie...

This photo is a great representation

of how my father operated.

We were in Germany

& he was pointing out some sort of construction detail

he deemed genius in a basement window,

which no one had probably noticed since the window was installed.

When I geek out staring into a glass of milk,
take multiple photos of it,
& think how cool the bubbles on top of the glass look,
I think,
"Dad did this kind of stuff all of the time."

Who knew dad was so stylin' with his jorts?!

These cutoffs I made from a pair of jeans I didn't wear 

very much

have become my Summ-summ-summahtime staple/ 

uniform.

P.S.

I'm not a hipster

My dad is no longer here & I miss him every day -

he rocked!

If ya' have a dad & he rocks, I'm sure he'd love to

hear it from you!

Happy Father's Day to all the quirky jorts wearin'

rockin' dads!