The official kick-off of a partnership between Harley-Davidson and Miller High Life took place at MillerCoors Brewery today.

Both companies are 110 years old this year and to celebrate, Bill Davidson, the great grandson of the Harley-Davidson co-founder, helped brew masters make a batch of High Life.

Some of this "special" batch will be set aside for events this summer.

Commemorative Harley-Davidson designs will be featured on Miller High Life cans and packaging. The new cans are already available in liquor stores.

This promotion will also give away a Harley-Davidson motorcycle and apparel. Fans can go to Miller High Life’s Facebook page for more information.

The Harley-Davidson 110th Anniversary celebration will take place Labor Day Weekend on the Summerfest grounds.

Once again, my heart is aching for strangers in another part of the world. Today it’s for the people in Oklahoma affected by yesterday’s massive tornado.

I’m horrified to the core by the though of losing a child to a storm or not knowing if my child was dead or fighting for life underneath the rubble.

I can’t imagine walking around my neighborhood only to find mountains of debris. Apparently the devastation was so incredible that Oklahoma city officials were racing to print new street signs to help guide rescuers and residents through a suddenly unidentifiable landscape.

And the photos. Oh, the photos. 

It seems like every week, sometimes more than once, we’re grieving something awful. Maybe it’s always been this way. I don’t know anymore.

But this latest tragedy / devastation / inconceivable happening hits me in a particularly strange way. Probably because I am absolutely terrified of tornadoes.

Since I have been a little kid, I’ve had a reoccurring dream of being trapped inside a house with a wicked black twister headed in my direction at full speed. (I’m no shrink or dream expert, but I know this is some lack-of-control dream.)

Growing up, I have many scary memories of sitting in the basement with my dad during to a tornado warning, listening for the all-clear message on the crackly radio. Once at Girl Scout camp during a tornado the sky turned a shade of green I will never forget.

Twice, while driving to Illinois I had to pull over and wait in fear and at the mercy of a funnel cloud that had touched down just ahead. There is nowhere to drive to. Nowhere to really "be safe." It’s an insane lesson in letting go; in accepting how little we control in this life.

And then there’s this: while reading about the Oklahoma tornado today, I learned that one of the most fatal tornadoes in United States history was the one that ripped through Joplin, Mo., two years ago on May 22, 2011. This also happens to be my birthday. And it happens to be to…

Shopping habits are changing, and as Milwaukee's retail landscape continues to evolve OnMilwaukee.com is pulling out the credit card for a full week of retail, shopping and commerce content. Stories about local stores, national retailers, online shopping and more. OnMilwaukee.com "Retail Week" will highlight shopping through a creative and diverse lens.

Rhino Food Store, 7411 W. Hampton Ave., is what I always want Pacific Produce to be: cheap, unoffensive to my sense of smell and filled with my favorite Asian foods and items.

Sure, Pacific Produce, 5455 S. 27th St., has a much larger selection (particularly for frozen foods), but the prices are a lot higher. Plus, Rhino is smaller – not small, but smaller – and less overwhelming, stocking everything I’m interested in, including straw gardening hats, Asian candy (hard-to-find black coffee candy and also ones with cute, bubble-headed panda wrappers), rice noodles, large bottles of Sriracha, coconuts and joss paper (gold paper used primarily in Chinese ceremonies but also makes for great crafting of all kinds).

It’s also always fun to look at all the items that don’t make it into my cart: cans of bananas, crickets, larvae and quail eggs along with fake money and massive woks.

I was particularly impressed with the price of wasabi-coated peas (about $3 less than the price at other grocery stores), the incredible bamboo shoot selection (at least 20 different brands to choose from) and the chopstick collection.

I also picked up a much-needed and attractive indoor / outdoor rug for my front porch for $12. I looked at something similar that cost four times that amount last summer at a box store and passed on it. 

Rhino is the largest Hmong-owned grocery store in Milwaukee. It’s owned by Pai Yang and located inside a former engine and transmission shop.

Although I live on the near South Side, Rhino Foods on Milwaukee’s Northwest Side is my new Asian market of choice.

Shopping habits are changing, and as Milwaukee's retail landscape continues to evolve OnMilwaukee.com is pulling out the credit card for a full week of retail, shopping and commerce content. Stories about local stores, national retailers, online shopping and more. OnMilwaukee.com "Retail Week" will highlight shopping through a creative and diverse lens.

As the new Pfister Narrator, I have been spending time at the beautiful Pfister Hotel. Consequently, I invested in a few items to spruce up the wardrobe.

I buy most of my clothing second hand, but I decided to try a few affordable new-clothing stores, too. So I asked around. Multiple women suggested H&M, Target and Kohl’s Department Store.

I don’t like malls or shopping, so I decided to check out these stores in one swoop to get it over with. I started at H&M. Indeed, I found some items I liked. And the prices were pretty good.

I was excited to find slightly upscale attire that still had edge. Like dress pants with a subtle skull print and black, vaguely Gothy tops.

But my enthusiasm waned behind the dressing room door.

Ninety-eight percent of my wardrobe is a size 6, and so, naturally, that’s the size I grabbed at H&M. However, I could barely pull the pants above my knees. So I got an 8. Better, but still too small. 

I thought about grabbing a 10, but then I got annoyed. It’s not that a size 10 is upsetting to me – it’s an average size for a woman – but I realized that if scrawny ol’ me needs to try on clothing that’s two sizes or more larger than her usual size, what does this mean for women who are a 10 or a 12? Do they grab a 14 or 16 at H&M?

Does H&M even carry a 16?

I ran this by a couple of other women and both agreed that the sizing at H&M runs small. A male coworker said he noticed the same thing in the men’s clothing.

I’m not suggesting vanity sizing where I miraculously fit into a size 0, but H&M’s sizing seems unfair. Especially for women who already struggle with body…