A stroll through County Wicklow

A pretty amazing thing about Ireland is how close everything is to everything else. In the amount of time it takes me to get to my Mom’s house in the suburbs, our group traversed into the countryside oasis of Glendalough in County Wicklow. Having spent most of my time in Dublin, I giggled a little when our tour guide told us to bring water, snacks, and appropriate hiking gear. So of course I completely ignored her and wore jeans, running shoes, and brought an umbrella (because, you know, Ireland). Continue reading A stroll through County Wicklow

Lauren updates her “Do” with a Hoorag

My hair is not a new topic of conversation, and I really like fashion scarves.  So I was excited when the people at Hoorag thought to accentuate my up do with a fashion scarf that I can wear on my head…

But let me elaborate:

hooragI watched the video on the multitude of ways to use a Hoorag, and it’s essentially a circular bandana that doesn’t have to be tied.  Not being much for duck hunting myself, I figured my best bets were to use it for biking, hiking/backpacking and yoga.

I have yet to test out the first two applications, because I haven’t been out to the woods for awhile, and, let’s face it, I’ve fallen off the bike commuting wagon.  But an upcoming resolution and not one but two Hoorags in the coat closet means that I can protect my neck, nose, and scalp from the elements while riding in the winter.  And that’s, as they say, a good thing (“they” meaning Martha Stuart… though I’m not sure you’d catch her in a Hoorag).

I did, manage an attempt to wear it as a headband-type-thing to yoga this morning, but the gf abruptly stopped me and told me I needed further work on my Hoorag technique.

Here’s the thing: I want to love the Hoorag, but we are still kind of getting to know one another.  It could be because I have a small head, or that I just haven’t grasped the proper technique to make it look cool, but I’m still convinced that this is something that I should have in my life.  I’m waiting for the chilly morning when I’m out in the woods and use it a a potholder to protect me from my hot stainless steel mug holding fresh coffee.  Then I throw it over my head and warm my neck at the start of a long hike, and later to wipe my sweat as the sun rises overhead.

Call me a romantic.

What do you think? Can I rock the Hoorag in the city, or should I wait until I’m out in the woods where no one can see me…???

Perhaps you or someone you know has a big head?  There’s still time to grab a few Hoorags as stocking stuffers before the apocalypse – I mean – Christmas.  They come in a multitude of colors and patterns, and ship super fast! Disclosures