Solomon came of age in the crackle of mixtapes and midnight coffee shops, a Gen-X relic who still believes irony is a sacred art form. His eyebrow, perpetually arched, is less a sign of age and more a sign of suspicion toward anything trending, while the matching white soul patch beneath his lip feels like punctuation on a lifetime of dry comebacks. Once a graphic designer who swore off corporate gigs after one too many “team-building” retreats, he now spends his days restoring vintage amps, reading philosophy he pretends to understand, and brewing coffee strong enough to dissolve self-delusion. In every room, Solomon is both the skeptic and the sage—half prophet, half punchline, entirely himself.
Solomon holds around 20 ounces, stand about 5 to 5½ inches tall, and is microwave and dishwasher safe. However, he prefers a warm bubble bath and hand washing in the sink, which will keep him looking his best for the long haul.
Solomon came of age in the crackle of mixtapes and midnight coffee shops, a Gen-X relic who still believes irony is a sacred art form. His eyebrow, perpetually arched, is less a sign of age and more a sign of suspicion toward anything trending, while the matching white soul patch beneath his lip feels like punctuation on a lifetime of dry comebacks. Once a graphic designer who swore off corporate gigs after one too many “team-building” retreats, he now spends his days restoring vintage amps, reading philosophy he pretends to understand, and brewing coffee strong enough to dissolve self-delusion. In every room, Solomon is both the skeptic and the sage—half prophet, half punchline, entirely himself.
Solomon holds around 20 ounces, stand about 5 to 5½ inches tall, and is microwave and dishwasher safe. However, he prefers a warm bubble bath and hand washing in the sink, which will keep him looking his best for the long haul.