It’s Wednesday!

That means many adventures have been had… or Detroitscapades as I sometimes like to call them.

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Shawn and I hit up (see what I did there?) the Power Lunch class at Jabs Gym in Eastern Market last week. Has to be the toughest 45minutes in Detroit… I may or may not have almost thrown up at least twice, but in a good way. Incredible total body workout -- I’ve already been back for more and am excited to say goodbye to the last of my baby weight. Your first class is free, so no reason not to try it! www.jabsgym.com

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On Friday, the Red Bull House of Art showcased new works from their current resident artists this weekend. We stopped by for the opening and fell head over heels with the work of my new favorite artist Drew Merritt (who is also an extremely lovely person). The handcut paper works by Ian Kuali’i are impressive for their scale and intricacy, and Michael Reeder’s murals and smaller pieces are not to be missed either.

It's open to the public Saturdays 10am-3pm.

Side note: can we talk about Detroit City Distillery? Their Gilded Age Vodka was poured at the event. Not only does it go down smooth, but the bottle is a thing of beauty. It’s what everyone is getting for Christmas.

A big part of the reason we’re in Detroit is to support and mentor budding Detroit entrepreneurs. So of course we stopped by the launch event for Cool Club, the new t-shirt brand created by Ward & Fifth designer and recent Michigan grad, Cyrus Tetteh.

www.coolclubclothing.com

Side note #2: Detroit is full of beautiful surprises. I love stumbling upon these frenzies of wildflowers.

To conclude this blogging episode of Winters is Coming, I’ll leave you with this fun fact...

I lived in Ann Arbor as a child! We did a drive-by of my old house on the weekend – here I am out front. It was 1986, exactly 30 years ago, that we returned to Australia… and precisely 30 years later here I am living back in the same neck of the woods. Whoa.

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