I miss my old neighborhood in Chelsea, and sending David Horvitz to the mailbox on my former street corner to take a photo, then using the mailbox to send the photo is somehow comforting, in a very circuitous way.
And for $10, a whole lot cheaper than plane fare to New York.
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I’m a little disturbed that this Thursday’s splurge comes from IKEA. That’s a bit like saying your hamburger came from Taco Bell, right?
Regardless. If you want the look of built-in bookcases at a stand-alone price, then Besta’s your uncle.
I really like the Slanket, probably because I often pad around our house with a blanket on my shoulders, shawl-style. (Pull the blanket over your head and imagine how you can scare the kids when you peep in their rooms at night!)
Bonus: use it to indulge your adult monk fantasies, then retire comfortably to your couch, no changing required.
I’m going to ask stitchaline509 to inscribe me a pillow with “Head Like A Hole.”
Who’s with me?
Although I spent last Wednesday’s post extolling the virtues of the Birkenstock, I remained unsatisfied. I was, after all, extolling the virtues of the Birkenstock. Questions remained: Birkenstocks? Really? Was that the best I could do? Could my husband’s dirty vegan hippie jokes actually be true? Worst of all, were the Birkenstocks a lazy choice, evidence that my shopping skills were beginning to mold?
So back to Zappos I went, determined to do better. These non-Birkenstocks meet my earlier criteria: metallic, comfy, relatively cheap, gladiator-esque. They arrived on Saturday, thanks to Zappos’ badass shipping, thus ending the Birkenstock curse. While I’m a dirty vegan hippie on the inside, my feet don’t have to show it.
(Yes, these are the same shoes featured in the Anthropologie catalog, except in a different color and inexplicably renamed “Coachella Valley Thongs.” Anthropologie doesn’t reveal their brand, but that’s why you have me, right?)
The best summer host/ess gift: four of these Warhol melamine butterfly dishes will only set you back $8, making them deeply superficial indeed.
I just found my new desk chair. (Bonus karma points for it being made out of reclaimed wood.)
I’ve been into the whole gladiator summer sandal thing for a few years now, so much so that my original gold pair has staged a protest and fled screaming from my closet, refusing to participate in another summer of wear and tear.
While I love the look of a flat metallic shoe, I do not love the fact that said shoes usually have no support, and occasionally constrict big toes in a vise-like grip that causes what I affectionately term the “jiffy toe ring.”
So I’ve been on the hunt for a comfy pair of glads that are:
a. metallic, preferably gold
b. cushy enough to stand up to an entire day of summer sightseeing
c. not $350 (Oh lord but do I love this pair! Please let them fall down from heaven into my closet tonight. Amen.)
Here’s my (surprising) pick: Birkenstocks. Yeah, go ahead and scoff, but these bronzey gladiator thongs will walk you through this summer, and the next, with change in your pocket. You’ll laugh at all the feebs who spent twice as much to be half as comfortable.
A full size version of this birdbath would look fab in my flowerbeds, but for now, the miniature version will make my birds just as pleased.
T-shirt dresses in peppy colors are summer perfect, dressed down with slinky sandals, or up with ropey wedges.
And what’s more perfect than snagging a dress this cute, at 75% off?
