Happy Michael Jordan Day.

I've decided, quite conveniently, that today will be that day.

Do you remember Space Jam? Do you remember underwear? Do you remember basketball?

No? Well what a shame that is, because Space Jam was a cinematic feat of brilliant proportions, underwear makes the world go round, and basketball is a sport where the average player's height is roughly 6'7" and yet I still tried to make it happen standing at 5'3".

What do these three things have in common? Michael Jordan. One of our all-time greatest athletes with a Nike line so popular it became its own sub-brand. And then he became the face of underwear. And then he had to save the world from aliens by playing basketball, because he was that good at it. Can you imagine being that good at anything? I can. In fact, I've already taken the liberty of designing a line of sofas with built-in WiFi, monitors, headphones, blankets, a mini fridge, a microwave, a small pantry, a wine rack, a hot plate, and an automatic messaging system that answers all calls, texts, and emails with the response that you've become the first person to successfully launch a one-way solo mission to Mars and will get back in touch never.

I call it The Daniela.

J. Crew sweater.

Gap trench dress.

H&M jeans.

Zara shoes.

Nepalese bracelet. From Nepal.

Hanes underwear. You could get the cooler Calvin Klein version,
but those are like $20 a pair and I'm not about that life.