The website Cakespy.com has a curious and entertaining posting about Santa Fe up this week.
“Head spy” Jessie Oleson Moore, who has lived in Santa Fe and elsewhere and writes that it’s “probably good to ask” if you want to know where she resides these days, is a baker, illustrator and author of two books. She describes Cakespy as a “Dessert Detective Agency dedicated to seeking sweetness (literally) in everyday life.”
What she supposedly saw one day in Santa Fe is described and illustrated under the headline, “Sweet Art: Hipster Unicorns Invade Santa Fe.” The tale starts, “I’ve had the craziest day in Santa Fe.”
“It started in the morning when I went to BODY for a yoga class. It was a dreamy class, but when I exited … there was a veritable sea of unicorns outside!” A cartoon shows unicorns leaving the spa/fitness center/restaurant on Cordova Road dressed as humans and standing on two legs. Their T-shirts have phrases like “Namaste Batches” and “Om.” One unicorn says, “My chakras are, like, so balanced right now.”
The story continues:
“Well, I rubbed my eyes, shook my head, and chalked it up to a lack of caffeine so I headed over to the Betterday coffee shop, a known hipster hangout and fine purveyor of coffee.
“But you wouldn’t believe what I saw there … More unicorns! And these ones looked suspiciously like hipsters.” This section is illustrated with unicorns walking by or sitting at the coffee shop on West Alameda, one looking at a PC, one listening to an iPod and another carrying groceries in what’s labeled a reusable shopping bag.
The narrator moves on to the Jean Cocteau Cinema “which happens to be owned by George Martin of Game of Thrones fame” and then to the Cowgirl BBQ and continues to find more “fashionable” and hipster unicorns. Some are “reading the Santa Fe Reporter, using iPhones, and even name dropping.” A unicorn at the Jean Cocteau says, “I, like, totally know George.” The Cowgirl’s hipster ‘corns wear mostly western attire and one of them reads a book titled “Gay Santa Fe.”
Cakespy’s tale ends, “Maybe to those who have spent more time in Santa Fe than me, this type of thing is commonplace. But for me, it was a pivotal moment: I felt like I finally understood why they call New Mexico the ‘land of enchantment.’ ”
I’m not sure whether this fable is a satire of or tribute to Santa Fe, or maybe both. And who are the unicorns, exactly – young, ironic hipsters or the old hippie/retired boomer demographic (which seems to be most of the audience at the non-Game of Thrones events at the Jean Cocteau)? You can’t tell how old the unicorns are in the Cakespy cartoons. But maybe that’s why this little comic piece is art.
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The Jetsetera travel site posted this week on the pleasures of rafting the Taos Box one day and soaking in the waters at the Ojo Caliente resort the next.
Writer Jon Miller had this to say about what to drink at Ojo Caliente: “The prickly pear lemonade is quite simply the best non-alcoholic drink in America after a long soak and an even longer float.”
There’s a whole genre of bloggers who RV around the country and document their travels online. On Merikay’s Dream, a pleasant visit to Santa Fe over Memorial Day weekend is documented in prose and pictures.
Locals who believe Santa Fe is suffering a plague of graffiti tags and that panhandlers are running wild and unchecked around the Plaza may be surprised by the ending of Merikay’s Santa Fe entry:
“One of the things I noticed all over Santa Fe was the amazing lack of graffiti. All those stucco walls and fences and not a single tag to be seen. Come to think of it, there were no beggars at the intersections, or homeless pushing shopping carts either.
“Where are they?”