Bathing Suits I Am Not Yet Ready To Wear On Memorial Day Weekend

(Nautical Sailor Bikini Top and Bottom by Fables by Barrie)

Oh, Summer, how you creep up on me. While I have been intermittently successful at dragging myself to the gym to build muscle and burn fat in preparation for your arrival, I have mostly been successful at training for your happy hours and hot dog eating contests.  Thus, I feel woefully unprepared to don many of the beautiful swimsuits designed to help me swim in your waters and soak up your rays.  For example…

I am not ready for this modern little black and white bikini:

(Black and White Striped Bikini by Deemai)

Or this hot little printed one-piece:

(Turntable Swimsuit by thepusspuss)

I am not ready for this high-waisted retro-style number:

(Classic Navy High Waisted Retro Bikini by BeBops)

Or even this 1950’s inspired one-piece with ruching, one of swimwear’s most forgiving innovations:

(The Ruby Red Sweetheart Suit by Bettie Sue Boutique)

So while I will be chilling by the pool in something more akin to full-body armor this weekend, please know that I will be back to shop for you, swimsuits.  Once the abs are tight and I have managed to wean myself off my diet of donuts and mescal drinks, I will be back.  This might take a while…

Oh, Neon.

It’s baaaaaack! (Neon Yellow Cuff by Serebra Designs)

I swore I wouldn’t give in to it.  It has hurt too many people in the past.  Ruined too many relationships.  Done too much irreparable damage to people’s images.

Is this not a look to which you aspire?

Neon is dangerous and it is addictive.  Remember, waaaaay back in the 80’s when we all thought neon was cool?  When we layered blinding pink baggy socks over blinding yellow baggy socks, threw our Slimer green bellybag over our Hotdogger t-shirts and walked out the door with our waterproof Sony Walkmens?  (What’s that?  You didn’t own any Hotdogger t-shirts? You were probably so cool.  NOT!)  And remember that moment of epiphany ten years later, when we looked back on pictures of ourselves in our baggy Hypercolor sweatshirts with our crimped hair and electric shoelaces and nearly vomited all over our (now, clearly cool) 90’s midriff angora sweaters?

So what are we doing, people?  Didn’t we all join hands in our flannel button downs and ripped denim shorts in 1997, looking back at the 80s in remembrance, saying “Neon, never again?

(Neon Pink Necklace With Gold Tone Rings by tjalaine)

When I first started spotting the reemergence of neon on the runway this year I warned my boyfriend (who obviously cares about such things): Ladies are going to be wearing neon this season, Jeffrey.  It’s going to get ugly.”  And then one day, a few weeks later, we were walking through the shoe section of a department store (I know, he’s the best boyf ever), and Jeffrey, passing a table of Manolos, fingered a tangerine patent leather shoe with interest.

“I dunno,” he said.  “This could be kinda hot.”

Since then I have been forced to confront my mixed feelings about the modernization of the neon trend.  Recently, on the streets of Manhattan, I have seen women pull of these shocking shades, dare I say, with sophistication.  This isn’t the ocean of flourescence we drowned ourselves in while drinking gallons of Crystal Light and repeatedly listening to Eternal Flame.  Neon is finally being used as it should be.  As an accent.  As a way to say, Look at me!! I’m here!  And Im only a little bit of an attention whore!

Take the baby punch of these earrings:

(Hot Pink Wire Wrapped Earrings by PoleStar)

Or this vibrant dash of fringe:

(Amazon Fringe Neon Teal Necklace by threehorses)

The pop from this braided headband:

(Crochet 3 Strand Headband in Neon Green by CrazyJaneKnits)

Or the lift from these bright platforms:

(Neon Orange Platform Pumps by NorTin)

I might even be able to sanction something like this:

(Neon Kaleidoscope Leggings by devowevoshop)

They are leggings, after all, and leggings can do no wrong.  (Though this woman’s expression leaves something to be desired.)

But if you see me walking down the street in a highlighter yellow thong leotard with a matching sweatband, please rip the spandex from my body, and burn it in a public fire as a lesson for the children.  Also, dont judge – once neon gets you in its grasp, it doesnt let go.

Below I have gathered some of the safer, more fashion forward neon items I’ve been coveting in our Oh, Neon Treasury.  Perhaps a few of them will light my way through the summer before we all collectively regain our sanlty and decide to bury our neon once again, down in the dark with the Hammer pants, where it probably belongs. 

Until then, proceed with caution.

I love you so much I want to kick your ass.
(Ninja Pop-Up Card by Cookie Bits)

I love you so much I want to kick your ass.

(Ninja Pop-Up Card by Cookie Bits)

Things That Scare Me: Part 729

What ever happened to good old unthreatening Dove bars? (Handsoap Set by Imaginary Animal)

Baby dolls are creepy.  I’ve discussed this at length before, but perhaps it bears repeating that lifelike replicas of babies are only good for one thing: killing you in your sleep.  The only thing I can imagine that might be more frightening than having a pair of blinking blue glass eyes hovering over you in the dead of night, is a veritable army of severed baby doll hands creeping over to your bedroom Addams Family-style to press a pillow over your face, tout ensemble.

So no, I would not like to “wash my hands with hands,” as seller Imaginary Animal suggests.  Me, I prefer to stay alive.

Tags: killer dolls

Have you missed me?

I’ve been hiding.

(Backwards Grizzly Faux Taxidermy by AlCreatures)

We have a T-Rex.

(Jurassic Park Duct Tape Wallet by moistsnailpoop)

My obsession with Jurassic Park is becoming fairly well-documented on this here blog, and based on the number of crafty people who have paid homage to Spielberg’s prehistoric crew of animatronic carnivores, clearly I am not alone in my affectionate nostalgia.

“Nature finds a way” to make Jeff Goldblum look sexy, even when depicted by a loony artist’s weak left hand.

(Jurassic Park Movie Scene Drawn With Left Hand by The Striking Viking)

Some April Fool’s Day tools for the exceptionally cruel.

(Life Size Dilophosauaurs Model Kit by 3dwizart)

Velociraptors are great at cleaning up in the kitchen after they eat your face.

(Velociraptor Dish Towel by Embroidery Everywhere)

For running from dinosaurs on the loose.

(Hand Painted Jurassic Park Adidas by xneaker)

Hold on to your butts and sink your jaws into more JP-inspired items in our Clever Girl Treasury.

Well look at you, smartypants.
(Know-It-All Pencil Set by Paper Pastries)

Well look at you, smartypants.

(Know-It-All Pencil Set by Paper Pastries)

Tags: fun facts

Up too early today.  Need big bag of caffeine.
(Caffeine Molecule Tote Bag by theboldbanana)

Up too early today.  Need big bag of caffeine.

(Caffeine Molecule Tote Bag by theboldbanana)

The Obvious Solution

For some reason I haven’t been feeling quite like myself lately…

Ahhh, that’s better. (Organza Silver Wildflower Fascinator by Lady Lygeia)

Tags: DUH hair candy

Welcome to Hobbiton, Kids.

When I was little, one of my very favorite toys was the classic Little Tikes playhouse.  You know the plastic one with the landline and the slight barnyard feel?

I made so many six year-old boys play house with me in this thing, I’ve lost track of all my illegitimate children.

Since then, playhouses have grown slightly more complex. 

Bay front windows!  JEALOUS!

But I wonder how many little girls, or boys for that matter, are acute enough to appreciate the awesomeocity of the Hobbit Hole Playhouse:

“Frodo!  I’m Home!” (Hobbit Hole Playhouse by Wooden Wonders)

Can you imagine how many little lads and lasses would be initiated into Love-of-Middle-Earthdom with an introduction like this one?  Domed roof?  ROUND DOOR?  Hell, I want one of these as a 29 year-old adult.  Do you think it will fit in my apartment?  I seriously would sleep in this thing every night, curled up with my tiny little boyfriend and My Precious under my pillow.