About Funky Green Machine
A few years ago, we realized it was time for a change. We needed to change to help ourselves, to help others, to help our planet. We watched An Inconvenient Truth, Who Killed the Electric Car, The 11th Hour (someone wrote in a magazine that Leonardo DiCaprio's film made Al Gore's film look like Happy Feet - they weren't kidding) with fervor. We read about the perils many indigenous animals, like the polar bears, were experiencing because of global warming. We learned about the effects of carbon dioxide, pesticides, SLS, parabens, BPA, phthalates, GMOs, non-fair trade, non-fair labor companies, products that were tested on animals and a gaggle of other things that, well... scared our pants off.
Well, we were also haunted by the fact that we went through our childhood with polyester blends from the local department stores and terrible bowl cuts that hampered us from being the best looking kids in school. Our clothes were questionable - more on the dorky, hideous side than anything else. Unforgiving fabrics that clung and hiked up in odd, mysterious ways. We were determined to stop the cycle and not have our own children experience a fashion timeline full of tragic, unhip, non-earth friendly outfits.
Funky Green Machine began as an idea on our lips and grew to what you see today - Uncommon Cool, green products that make us do backflips and you will too.
Carl Kennedy
Despite the photo to the left, Carl drinks Coke and lots of it! Perhaps a little too much of it...
Rhana Kennedy
Armed with crayons at an early age, Rhana fancied herself an artist and wanted to be the next Monet or Seurat. In the fourth grade, she brought in what she thought was a masterpiece, a clever mix of Impressionism and Pointillism, for Show and Tell. She waxed poetic about vibrant colors and light and shadows. Surely her classmates would be in awe. At the end of her presentation, however, a young boy raised his hand and said, "Why is your mom's hair on fire?" Rhana glared at him and said, "It's not my mom, it's a dragon!" From then on, she thought boys were nincompoops. Until she met Carl, who is most definitely not a nincompoop. Rhana now only draws stick figures, but she's still coloring outside the lines.
Show us yours and we'll show you ours
See how tragically uncool we looked with our earth-unfriendly clothing? Don't let this happen to your child. We'd love to see childhood photos of you in earth-unfriendly clothing. The more embarrassing the better. You can even send in a little story about what a Poindexter you were AND what you're doing now to be green. We'll post your photos and stories on our blog for everyone to see (even your significant other!). Please send photos and stories to unfunkyphotos@funkygreenmachine.com. We promise we won't laugh, at least not in front of you. Just so you won't feel like you're the only one under the mortifying spotlight, we'll constantly post our own "I can't believe Mom and Dad made me wear that" photos.
