is the editor behind Girl, You Lost Your Weave
, which chronicles hunks of faux-hair found on the streets of St. Louis. It's more than you might expect. For Hartwig's dedication to this noble cause, he's one of the 13 bloggers we love
many of these bloggers in-person for our first-ever RFT
happy hour at 5 p.m. tonight at Blueberry Hill on Delmar. (We've
conveniently scheduled it at 5 p.m. for your sake: you have a legit
reason to cut work early!)*
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Gabe Hartwig of the blog, Girl, You Lost Your Weave.
My three faves:
I love it when a weave has a good backstory -- even if it's made up. After all, none of us really knows the kind of life a weave led. We're left to imagine. When a reader shared his sighting from Richmond, Va., he included a pretty spectacular tale about how the weave ended up in a pile of French fries.
Not only was this a pretty distinctive-looking weave, the reader who sent it, Rick, wrote a haiku about it. Sometimes a really great faux hairpiece inspires poetry, I suppose.
I found this weave pretty early in my weave-hunting career (Of all the great journalism I've been part of, *this* is what's going to make me famous?) and it's still one of my favorites. Simple pleasures.