March 24, 2006
There I was, in the high desert of New Mexico. The relentless sun; the raw, fierce wind; the snowless, barren landscape; the fierce snarling creatures they call “los perros de tienda” or “shop dogs” nipping at my heels, demanding the last scraps of my Salmon Jerky. And then, like a mirage or a scene from La Dolce Vita, the rogue paparazzi leapt from behind the native pinon tree and snapped a picture. Thank goodness I had on my Signature Huge White sunglasses… because in this day and age, you simply can’t afford to sacrifice style for functionality.
In other news…thank you Jon & Janet for your endless support and understanding during my period of nicotine withdrawal insanity. We are happy to announce that all Wild Mountain employees are 100% Smoke Free…well, we’re not so sure about the dogs.