Back from NYC, a whirlwind tour of Manhattan by subway and foot. There would have been a ferry involved as well if the wait to get on it had not been an hour and a half.
Now back in the Midwest, I bring stories to my Midwestern brethren. Stories about jeggings (and leggings) and buses called jitneys. And lots of things lying on curbs and clothes, glorious clothes, and people who are not at all well in the head.
But first, jeggings.
I never took this trend seriously. Jeggings? Leggings made to look like jeans only tight, tight like leggings with no real zipper or buttons but perhaps the imitation of them, plus seams, drawn onto the fabric? Yes.
If I were, say, Great Britain during the time when GB controlled India, jeggings would be Ghandi. Someone, something, that I didn’t take very seriously at first and then… and then… oh, shit. Something like that.
We’ve been getting ready for the yard sale. I feel a bit overwhelmed by my stuff. By Monday night, I just had this overwhelming need to get everything out of the basement and into the garage, despite the 90+ degree heat and the fact that I hadn’t priced a thing. I just needed it out of my immediate living space. I looked around the messy basement and thought:
Oh, hi. Thank heaven you’re here.
If you’re looking to express your offbeat, kooky personality, dressing preppy probably isn’t for you. The number one principle is sameness. Sameness from day-to-day but also sameness with your fellow Preps. You have your sturdy go-to wardrobe staples – your beige corduroys for the weekend, your tennis whites, your navy blue suit, pink polo for picnics – and then you never need to think about wardrobe ever again.
I’m the gal who doesn’t think about acquiring a new suit until it’s the middle of July. Imagine my surprise to find that everything is picked over, out of stock or just cleaned up and put away, save for a tiny rack of bikinis fit for third graders. No, the American Girl dolls that third graders lug around.
Where, oh where, have I been?
Do you ever need a dress and just can’t find one? Sick of going to every event in the same black dress? This is the story of my life.
I went into American Apparel: The Store about a month ago. While there, I felt very uncomfortable. It could have been the blaring rap music with lyrics that went something like this: “When you see a fine nigga, holla, don’t trip!” Wow, that gets me in the mood to spend, spend, spend! Apparently, AA hasn’t heard about the market research that’s been done on what kind of music makes people want to open their wallets.
This is the new keychain I got today at Robot Love in Minneapolis. It’s from the Kidrobot Yummy Breakfast collection. You buy one for $5 but you don’t know what you’re getting until you open the box and the mylar-like bag inside. Before I opened mine I said I wanted the pancakes because of my great love for pancakes and low and behold… Pancakes! I think I screamed in the parking lot.
I have a copy of the Twin Cities Blue Sky Guide, the “green” coupon book. The book costs $20 and features coupons for all kinds of local stores. I’m not a big coupon user but recently I sat down and looked through the book and found a lot of great deals. One of the best offered $20 off a purchase of $50 or more at gift and home store Patina. If you ever shop Patina, you know they often have cool stuff and that it’s nothing to drop well over $50 there.