Unicorns in the Pearl

There I was, there I was, in…. the Congo. No, not really, I was in Whole Foods with Todd, in downtown Portland. We were standing at the drink section, trying to decide between grapefruit soda, green tea, or lemonade. Such a dilemma, when all of the sudden, what walks next to Todd and I, but a huge Unicorn. I rub my eyes and smile is such disbelief and amazement. Am I really seeing this? Ok, no I have not done any hallucinogens, and yes that is a Unicorn, well half of a unicorn.

I lean my head on Todd’s shoulder and whisper into his ear, “look to your left, there is a unicorn”. He smiles at me and kisses me on the cheek and goes on looking for this drink. Clearly he had not heard me?

Now I am a bit puzzled by this, one because Todd seems unfazed by the white unicorn and two because the unicorn was a bizarre sighting in Whole Food. It is not like Sundays are designated unicorn day at grocery stores. Well, I have to admit, this was the fist time I saw a unicorn at all. So I continue to stare, like any normal Jersey girl would do, trying to figure out just what in the world was going on. When, there in the midst of the isle, the lower half of the unicorn opened, and I noticed the unicorn had no pants on.

I leaned over to Todd, this time with a bigger smile and said, “No Todd look again, the unicorn has no pants on”. There in the isle of whole foods, was a unicorn with no pants on, only a small pink thong with white fluffy fur, hairy legs and UGG boots.

Todd turned to me, without missing a beat and said, “Of course he doesn’t have pants on, he is a unicorn. Unicorns don’t need pants.”

Another customer and I burst into laughter. Portland, you have to love the “magic” of this city!