Charlotte's Socks

My sweet, sweet niece Charlotte shows off her new hospital socks on her second day of life. Yes, the socks are blue not pink, but you see, Charlotte is above all that color-specific nonsense. She's a walking contradiction of sorts. See what I mean? She doesn't even walk yet.

Is this an early submission to the later-than-usual 2012 Gold Toe Awards? Yep...more to come!

Sock swap

Whenever it's 102ºF outside, go ahead and change your socks midday. Well, that's what my fortune cookie said yesterday. And I always listen to the cookie.

All-Star Game

After the National League's recent 5-1 win in Arizona, I was inspired to take a look back at previous year's All-Star Game logos. While I'm a St. Louis Cardinals fan through and through, and we hosted the big game a couple of years ago, I have to admit my admiration for Boston's 1961 All-Star Game logo. I'm not sure what I find so striking, but it has a certain je ne sais quoi about it.

The Sock Drawer in London

Prior to a recent trip to London, The Sock Drawer was asked to contribute a post for The London Report, the city's best hand-drawn newsweekly.

To see my entry and other great London-related news, features, interviews, travel stories and fiction, visit: The London Report

Even the wind wears socks

How poignant.

Sock Summit 2011: They Come from a Galaxy Far Far Away

This sock conference "explores the humble art form known as the sock." And, yes, I'm sure there will be plenty of reminiscing about the 2011 Gold Toe Awards, and excitement about the 2012 GT Awards.

Sock Summit 2011

Sock Stylin'

A Sock Drawer reader passed along this article from Meatpaper, so now I'll pass it along to you. That's just good table manners.

From Meatpaper.com:

I WAS GRILLING A JOHN LE CARRÉ NOVEL the other day when it occurred to me that the chauvinists of the world have been misunderstood: Treating someone like a piece of meat is a painstaking, attentive thing to do.

I’d learned this under the tutelage of Kim Konecny, a veteran food stylist who’s prepared and arranged edibles for everyone from Dreyer’s to the New York Times Magazine. I had invited Konecny into my kitchen to work her magic on a pork chop, and to learn some of that magic myself. Could it be applied to some non-meaty, everyday objects, I wondered? Is meat intrinsically photogenic, or can anything be made to look appetizing?

I had a clown nose, a sweat sock, a plush toy, and a spy novel that otherwise did little to water the mouth.

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