There's something really pleasant about the logos for the Central Park in McLean, Virginia, which I pass when I have to go to the horrible, sprawling mall complex in Tyson's Corner.
Maybe it's their unassuming simplicity which stands out in a town known for significant wealth. Maybe it's the unexpected appearance of modernism [albeit of a peculiar, early 80's retro-rustic variety] in a sea of faux-lonial Williamsburg. Either way, they're a treat. I'm sure that even as I type, a committee of upscale citizens has convened to plan their replacement.