I'm back from Miami and it all seems like a dream. The jumpsuits in combination with the December heat and the art fairs made the whole experience seem to occur on the etheral plane. Everything seemed like its was some kind of heat swelled pastel shadow of its actual self. Calder Brannock's Camper Contemporary was a resounding success and It was thrilling to show with my Rinehart colleagues. We seemed to stumble into good fortune with little effort, like some kind of mobile gallery of providence. I got some great press from the Eat Me Daily blog and Food & Wine online. No sales but I guess that gets me one step closer to my dream of becoming a Top Chef judge.