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Introducing GlassHouse Shirtmakers

Posted by Brad Maniscalco on 7/1/2014

The Nine2Five's paired with an Organic Gingham Dress shirt by Glass House Shirt Makers

It is not always easy finding a dress shirt that fits. Either they are too tight, causing the all too dreadful pit stains; or they are too long and trying to wear them untucked looks like a nightgown overtop khakis. 

Our friends over at GlassHouse Shirtmakers are not only bringing us dress shirts that actually fit an upper torso the way it is supposed to, but they are doing it using 100% organic materials and a blend of sustainable fabrics.

"The simplicity of our designs utilize minimal amount of materials that are of the utmost quality, without sacrificing quality or style. Every detail is looked at closely and examined to be the most efficient. Having small-batch manufacturing allows us to do this, and that means the closest attention to all elements. With small batches of shirts, like small batches of wine or cheese, each detail is paid close attention to, typically by a few or only one person, and we believe this is how a high-quality shirt is made best."

Use promo code "LEMS" for 15% off at through 
July 2nd!

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Nine2Fives BoomShackaLaka

Posted by Brad Maniscalco on 6/4/2014


Hold on to your butts....

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Make Sure to Change the Sizing Chart Before You Go to Bed!!

Posted by Brad Maniscalco on 5/30/2014

There once was a shoe company, let's call it "Johnny" who aimed at selling shoes that would help alleviate many problems people had with their feet, or dogs if you will.  Bunion? "No problem",  Johnny said. Plantar Fasciitis? "No problem", Johnny said.  Smelly feet? "Take a bath, but also, no problem", Johnny said.

Now Johnny sold mostly online and often got complaints that his sizing chart was confusing and a little misleading.  For example, one day a nice girl named Jane ordered a pair of shoes from Johnny after crying home to her mother that her shoes with the heel were causing her a lot of pain.  

Ruth made her purchase through Johnny's website and she excitedly awaited the arrival of her new shoes which she knew would kick ass while she dominated Double Dutch at recess.  After several days of wincing in pain from running home to check the mail, her package was finally on the front stoop.  Jane ripped open the box with extreme anticipation, threw off her painful heels, and strapped on her swell new shoes! 

"Jeepers!!" Jane yelled out.  Unfortunately, as Jane began to take a few steps in her new purchase, her foot began to slip out and she immediately realized the size she ordered was too big.  Extremely upset, but not defeated, Jane contacted Johnny who happily would exchange her order for a different size.  Although Jane was happy, she was still very upset because this meant she would have to put up with those darn heels for another week or so.  
Now Johnny did not think much about Jane's dissatisfaction and thought the problem was solved however, Johnny quickly received calls from Ruth, Better, Anne, Mary Lou, and Archibald, all requesting size exchanges.  

Although Johnny loved talking to his customers, especially Jane who sounded like a peach, he knew something needed to be done.  Johnny lie in bed night after night shifting between thoughts of what Jane looked like in person to how he could help his customers order the right size.  After sleepless night after sleepless night, Johnny had almost given up until one night, a lightbulb popped into his head.  

Johnny rode his bike all the way to his shoe stand and immediately began working.  Minutes turned to hours as Johnny was persistent on making his idea a reality.  Finally, after carefully testing from his neighbors and friends, Johnny was ready to show off his idea.  Nervously, Johnny E-mailed Jane telling her of his new sizing chart available on his website.

Jane was a little unsure, because after all, her hopes were shattered the first time around with the confusion on the sizing.  However, based on his picture on the website, Johnny was a good lookin' boy and she wanted to give him a second chance.  Following Johnny's instructions, Jane printed out the sizing chart, lined up her foot with the back of the printed chart as instructed, and placed another order with Johnny.  

Several days later, after running home each afternoon to check if her package had arrived, Jane was greeted by not only her new pair of shoes, but by Johnny who decided to hand deliver them.  Ignoring the weird boy holding her box, she tore open the package as if it were Christmas morning, tossed her old paid of shoes off her feet, and threw on the newly delivered pair that fit her feet like a glove.  

Immediately she embraced Johnny with a hug and while they skipped off to the diner for a cheeseburger and chocolate shake (two straws), Johnny received call after call of customers who were finally able to figure out which size to order.  

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Trail Days '14

Posted by Brad Maniscalco on 5/19/2014

I have never been much of a camper but it was something I always felt I needed to do more of.  I felt in order to "know myself", I needed to put the phone down and spend more time outdoors.  So without any research or knowledge, when Andrew approached me asking if I wanted to go camping this past weekend, I said yes without hesitation.  

We jumped into the car and headed to Damascus, Virginia.  I was told Damascus was a stop on the Appalachian Trail and current hikers would be camping as well.  So I figured we would be camping in the woods and see the occasional hiker passing by the street. I shrugged it off, pulled my hat over my eyes, and slept the majority of the trip.  

After 8 hours of driving we knew we had come upon Damascus by a subtle sign that welcomes visitors to the small town of 800 residents.  After the half mile drive down main street which included a single gas station and a single bar, our car turned right and I was immediately overwhelmed by dreadlocked, mohawked, and bearded hikers embracing the small town with music, dancing, and tents, hundreds of tents.  I quickly realized how little I knew of the Appalachian Trail and even less about those who chose to hike the 2200 mile trek.

Ranging from Georgia to Maine, the Appalachian Trail is attempted by hundreds of people every year.  Those attempting the trail generally start their hike mid-March and about two months later find themselves close to the small town of Damascus.  To celebrate their journeys, the people of Damascus throw the annual event know as Trail Days to honor past alumni of the trail, present hikers, and friends and family of both.   

Upon placing the Lems-Mobile in park, we were immediately greeted by our friend Damien who runs minimalist shoe blog, ToeSalad.  With the help of, Damien is currently hiking the trail with his family of five.  I immediately envied his son who could have been no older than twelve years old and could probably put our tent, whose instructions I read on the way down, together with one hand.  

We unpacked our car, and took our trek into the woods where we would be pitching our tent amidst the hundreds of people who were taking the weekend off of their 6-month hike to celebrate their adventure.  With our cots, grille, and 7-person tent, we stuck out as sore thumbs, however were welcomed with open arms.  We quickly met "Chosen One" and "Bear Claw" and upon learning their names I subconsciously must have rolled my eyes because "Chosen One" immediately began to tell me a story.   

Hikers of the trail adopt "trail names" different than what they are called in the real world.  "Chosen One" received his after a woman approached him in a restaurant and told him he was sent from up above.  Most names are not as mystic and often are self-proclaimed including "Snake Bite", because it sounds cool and "Johnnie Walker, because, well, he likes whisky.

The fact that I couldn't put my tent together did not allow the "thru-hikers" to stop from welcoming me into their circle and I was quickly befriended by dozens including "Catfish", "Biohazard", and "Bart".  A relaxing weekend of camping and "finding myself" was about to be replaced with becoming engulfed into a culture that I never knew existed.  Instead of resisting the embrace I gave in: drinking, playing bongos, and storytelling for the next 48 hours.  

In two days of camping with these people, I learned that I would never be one of them.  I quickly realized that I was extremely too domesticated and pampered to be able to quit my job, become homeless for 6 months, and walk 2200 miles.  Although I am not sure I will ever really understand the lifestyle, I cannot help but commend them.   

We often read articles and quotes praising a life of spontaneity while simultaneously striving to achieve some level of it in our daily lives.  Easier said than done, routine often takes over and although we may buy a Groupon for skydiving or plan that cross-country road trip, most of us will never reach the level of spontaneity these individuals incorporate into their daily lives.  

So scoff and roll your eyes at "Catfish" and "Biohazard" all you want.  Odds are, they will offer you a beer or their extra pair of socks as a "pay it forward" type gesture called "Trail Magic".  Rain, rattlesnakes, and a broken tent give them enough reason to lose sleep that they have no time to worry about judgement.  And even if they did, they take solace in the fact that while you are googling images to become your new computer background, they are the ones taking the pictures. 

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Diplomacy At Its Finest

Posted by Brad Maniscalco on 5/14/2014

It's great being able to have co-workers who also happen to be your friends. However, when an important decision needs to be made, friends are not often hesitant to tell each other how they feel. With that being said, there have been times at Lems when our diverse personalities have clashed, allowing stubbornness to take heed, and the three of us to go our separate ways in frustration. These indecisive instances have been known to lead Andrew to go for multi-day hikes, Steve to eat meat, and yours truly to weep into his pillow. 

 Since Andrew gets lost easily, Steve is a vegan, and I like to deceive people into thinking I possess manly qualities, we have decided to open up the circle on our latest important decision. That's right kids, Lems wants to hear your opinions, so consider yourselves all temporary Lems' employees! So put your back to the wind, make a custom name tag, put it on your resume, hell, start answering your phone "Lems Shoes, how can I help you?" 

We have decided to come out with a line of T-shirts to go with the wide, lightweight shoes all of the cool kids are wearing. Printed on American Apparel shirts, these designs will be available in the near future via 

 Below are the potential designs and we want to hear your opinion! In the comments, simply tell us which number shirt you like best! Let us know so I don't have to see Steve stuff his face with brisket!! Maniscalco Out!



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