We Should Be Models

A few days ago Talese and I walked into a small store near her house and were greeted by the shopkeep's verbal astonishment that such a beautiful couple would be found walking through the door of her small establishment as opposed to being on the cover of her favorite magazine, modeling the finest fashions and styles of the day. I too was similarly flummoxed. Talese, however, mused that it might be more likely she was merely trying to flatter us into a purchase. I still do not see even the slightest possibility that might be true.
The experience did get me pondering, though, on how a couple of small town kids like us could ascend to such lofty heights of style, wit, and sophistication.
To be honest with you, our large and faithful throng of avid readers, I don't know.
But perhaps it has something to do with the myriad opportunities we have living in a mecca of culture and progressive cosmopolitan ideals. As Talese has recently documented, we have been spotted by the paparazzi recently at such high-brow locations and events as Lagoon, the sheepdog competition/festival, the Utah State Fair, the Salt Lake County Fair and Demolition Derby, and Dana's hi-tech basement where we play Wii for hours and hours on end.
I guess with activities such as these, it should be no wonder to anyone why we choose to wander the quaint streets and shops of suburban Utah rather than spending tedious hours being photographed for publications of the latest vogue.