Ode to J. Crew

Ah my dear J. Crew... 

I have a love affair with you.

Your clothes are chic and cute and nice

But your prices-- they make me think twice.

Your gorgeous dresses make me drool 

And I imagine wearing them to school.

But oh, 't'will never be, I know

Because $100 is a lot of dough.

And yet I still look, despite my sorrow

In hopes that it will go on sale tomorrow.

But even your sale section makes me sad

As good is gone, and bad is too bad.

I admit with delight that I have some of your clothes

But the desire for more lingers like the flow'ry stench of a rose.

(I added that apostrophe just for fanciness and fun

Because more apostrophes never hurt anyone!)

So to the outlet again I must leave

To buy more cardigans with rips in their sleeves.

Upon the sartorial leftovers I must feast

Snatching up clothes with the speed of a beast.

And now I must end, for I'm out of pics

Which I interspersed for prettiness and kicks.

So J. Crew, for you I have one plea:

Give us the goods without the large fee!

(Pictures aren't really mine:

They're from the J. Crew catalogue, online!)

 

You know you're crazy...

When you spend:

15 minutes narrowing your header font down to eight choices

30 minutes picking your new font out of the eight

30 minutes customizing said font to fit your needs

0 minutes on college stuff (or anything else you should be doing)

Crazy? Maybe.

Procrastinating? Yes.

PS: Do you like it?

Oh no!

Stress

+PJ pants

+ cold toes

+ laziness

+ dreading school

must =

SEPTEMBER :(

Kinda in love and I don't know why...

Isn't it awesome? It's a First Aid cabinet thing! To hold all your.... Band-Aids... medicine... medical gauze? Ok, so there's not much need for it. But it's so sleek and pretty and I want it! Plus it has a lock, so no more guests snooping around your medicine cabinet! Although it is kind of transparent/lucent... well, you can hide the embarrassing stuff in the translucent parts. Problem solved.

I want it for my future house (there's no place for it in our new bathroom-- pics coming soon).

AND IT'S ON SALE.

I'll have to try very hard to convince myself against this one.

Get it here (preferably for me!)

I love free stuff

I got this free tank top in the mail today from JC Penny! Free shipping, free tank top, no purchase necessary. 

Granted, I ordered it on August 1st.

And it's long enough to be a dress.

And it's kind of ugly.

And I don't know if I'd ever wear it out of the house.

But it's FREE!

(image via Shopping Frugal)

How to earn money by procrastinating

Step 1: Scatter your money. Put $5, $20, any bills in miscellaneous purses, boxes, etc. The more random and misplaced, the better.

Step 2: Wait a few years.

Step 3: Clean your room and find $55 and a never-redeemed $30 iTunes card. 

Step 4: Rejoice.

(Tried and true method (by me). Just don't put the money in things you may throw away)

Rachel Pally-- YUM!

I just rediscovered Rachel Pally. And I love it. Simple, comfy-looking, cute, and EXPENSIVE. Wah. Ah well. A girl can dream. 

PRETTY

CUTE

SIMPLE

LOVE!

Bumper Sticker confusion

I saw this on a car today. And if you know me, you know I have a nitpick to call to attention:

Proud parent... period! The saying is nice. Much better than the Proud Parent of an Honor Student at Blahblah Middle School, Proud Parent of a C+ or Higher Student (well, except for math. But every kid sucks at math), Proud Parent of a Dog, etc. stickers. 

But... huh.... something's not right.

Aha!

Period!

Period?

Period.

Shouldn't it be "Proud Parent... period."? I mean, I know they're super excited about how proud they are, but if you're actually writing that the sentence should end with a period, you should end it with a period. Or else it should say "Proud Parent... exclamation point!" But that's a bit wordy, dontcha think?

Ah well.

Maybe their kid isn't doing so hot in grammar either. That's why he/she is not an honor student. That's why they can't proudly display that "Proud Parent of an Honors Student" sticker on their car.

Mmhmm.

Old Calendars

Inspired by this post from my favorite blog, Young House Love, I'm wondering:

What do bookstores, etc. do with calendars from the past year that didn't sell?

You can't use them (well, you can use them for art, as Sherry and John mentioned), you can't sell them... do they go in the dumpster? Get recycled? Given away for free to anyone who'll take them? Ok, that last one is wishful thinking...

I'm totally going to ask someone next time I'm in Barnes & Noble.

But until then, any ideas? Have you worked at a calendar company/bookstore and know what happens to them? Do tell!

Parasols

I just realized two things about parasols:

1. They are made of lace because, not in spite, of the translucency of the fabric. So *some* but not all sun gets in. That makes sense, right? I always thought it was supposed to block all sun.

2. "Parasol" is either French or Spanish (or both) for "for sun." Para (for) sol (sun). Totally obvious, but I never noticed it before!

None of this information will ever help me in any way... nor does anyone ever use parasols anymore..... but still...