Just before classes and campus commitments get back into full swing, Kirsten, our other Shades Brand Ambassador, took time out of her busy summer to share where her fondness for sunglasses comes from. By the end of this blog post, her touching, personal story will have you feeling like you've known her your whole life. Continue to follow Kirsten and her love for food on Instagram @thegirlwhoatepgh, and you'll quickly realize just how good her taste is in not only Shades, but also cuisine.
When it comes to watching sports, I’m really at a lull. Of course we have the Pirates, who are actually showing a bit of life with the return of Marte, but you just can’t allow yourself to feel any sort of hope, because history says they will find a way to crush your soul.
Grab a chisel from the woodshed… It’s time for another edition of Uncle Jerry’s Points of Interest.
Was drivin’ back from Myrtle last week and the channels kept goin’ in and aht and I happened to land on some political talk show. Now, I don’t like talkin’ politics, but I overheard them say something about Mt. Rushmore. This is something you may not know about me, but I am a “Modern Marvels” fanatic.
Pass the Giant Eagle sunscreen, it’s time for Uncle Jerry’s Points of Interest.
A heat wave struck da Burgh this week, and I gotta tell ya, I can smell the Myrtle Beach saltwater already! Like shark tooth necklaces inside of Waves, there’s thousands of yinzers that flood the shores of the Redneck Riviera every summer. “Why Myrtle Beach,” you ask?
It’s a Yinz-plosion Over Here!
If you’ve seen my latest vlog, you know that it was another big week for us here at Shades on Point and another testament to greatness of the city of Pittsburgh. There’s something about the people of this city and the way we all come together to support each other that’s pretty awesome.
Pull up a parking chair… it’s time for Uncle Jerry’s Points of Interest
So there I was, taking the Clipper across to a Stillers game last fall, and I had this thought: If I were a river in the great confluence of da Burgh, which one would I be? I think it’s blasphemous to think that I could only be one.