After writing about Stromae the other night, I looked up to see if he had any tour dates in the US anytime soon. Unfortunately, he does not. However, I discovered that lots of his efforts have gone into his clothing brand lately, and that the brand is spectacular. All of the clothes are unisex and super cool, are fair-trade, are made in Europe, have an emphasis on sustainable/organic fibers and eco-friendly sewing tactics (to waste as little cloth as possible), and are in limited numbers. (The last part means that only a certain number, say 25, for example, are made of any one item. So, for a t-shirt, there would be 4 XS, 6 S, 6 M, 5 L, and 4 XL made, and that’s it. Once they are sold out, there are no more of that particular t-shirt made again.) They also include a chart on the cost of production for many items, detailing how much money it actually costs to produce that specific item, thereby explaining why an item is being sold for its specific price.
Check it out. Here’s the page all about their being an awesomely responsible company, from which you can click to the shopping area to see the awesome clothes, and here’s the page for the company as a whole, which is more than just a clothing brand – check out their About page found on that one.
I just wish I lived a life where it would be practical and affordable for me to get the cardigan 7, which is a sweater I loved when I first saw it in one of Stromae’s interviews (actually, the one I linked here the other night!). The sweater was cool in and of itself, but it was made even cooler by the fact that Stromae himself actually wore it. Alas, I do not live such a life (and am instead barely getting by financially as a crazy person doing full-time grad school and part-time-ish work), so the cardigans will go to those who do live such lives. 😛
Tonight in the wine garden at the rodeo, we had a unique scene occur. I was standing in line for the toilets – a very long line that doubled in size just in the time I waited in it. I found myself wondering how the men’s toilets were. They were part of the same trailers as the women’s toilets. There was even a door on the inside that connected the men’s to the women’s toilets within a trailer. Well, two guys come waltzing out of the men’s toilets in the trailer next to ours, and declare ‘Hey, we’re unisex here; you can use these, ladies.’ A small, but somewhat mad dash ensues by ladies that had been a ways back in our line.
“They say that…” I begin, but end there, for my conflicting thoughts couldn’t agree upon an end to the sentence. It boiled down to the question of who would be liable for the issue of inappropriate bathroom use by the opposite gender – because I know that it is actually a thing – and the matter of 1) if anyone actually cared, and, if so, 2) who would be the one/s to correct/stop the behavior (aka enforce the gender rule of the toilets).
Sure enough, within moments after my statement, a grounds service person heads calmly up to the men’s bathroom and the line of ladies standing at it, and tells the ladies that they can’t use the men’s bathroom. By the time I was going into the trailer, – by the way, these are fancy trailers with flushing toilets and hand washing and even paper towels – the man had almost persuaded the likely drunk final three ladies from the men’s toilets. Though, I’m not sure he managed to get them out before they used the toilets. We could see straight into the men’s bathroom while the door was being held open, and it cracked me up, because there were two women standing in the walkway-type area of the trailer, next to the stalls, the worked outside the trailer, failing to convince them that it wasn’t okay for them to be in there, and a man’s head and cowboy hat 100% clear above one of the stall doors, while he clearly was using the toilet within the stall, but still chatting with the people outside of his stall, who were standing in the bathroom (i.e. the ladies), plus the man outside the trailer.
The whole thing just cracked me up.
Also, there were only two or three stalls (I think two) in the men’s section, whereas the women’s section had five stalls. I appreciated that fact.