… these rude lightning bolt earrings are fucking fantastic. 10/10 would wear with glee.
This is the week of Craiglist deep dives, apparently. It’s so soothing, looking at people’s weird junk. Much better than contemplating the political situation to the south. (And yes–I’m updating a couple of things in the apartment; pics to follow once all the pieces have fallen into place!)
This listing for the most perfect gorgeous mirror almost killed me. Free?!?!? Of course it was gone before I could hit send on my “OMG YES PLEASE” email.
But lucky for all you fine art fans, this listing for two amazing boudoir paintings is still active. The seller is “fielding all reasonable offers” so have at ‘er.
Human not included? I think I’ll pass, then.
This is an oldie but a goodie, and worth reading for the humour regardless of how you feel about wine.
I am not normally into “kids say the darnedest things” type of humour, but I think this little conversation is a pretty good Atheistspinstermas story.
Someone posted Lindy West’s vicious Love Actually recap in the comments on Jez yesterday, and of course I had to read it again. So hilarious, and so accurate. (And such a great way to kick of this wonderful Atheistspinstermas season.)
Oh my god, Caden W. Go fuck yourself, lol.
Angela Merkel’s Letters to Santa on the Hairpin is sweet and funny.
I adore Gudetama–it is just so bleakly, so wrongly, hilarious.
So of course I have a couple of items from the Holika Holika + Gudetama collaboration: the peeling gel, and the melting lip button.
I think the Gudetama lippie is a great companion for my angry-faced Tonymoly gloss bar. I like to imagine them sitting together in my bathroom, whispering Nietzsche quotes at each other (while my Jack Black lipgloss hits on all my Revlon balm stains).
Which means: I was very happy to read this is fun little interview with the head Gudetama designer about the character’s genesis and meaning.
Now if you’ll excuse me I have to go stare into the abyss…
I always enjoy Shade Court, but this is a particularly good one–both for the shade thrown, and Kara Brown’s snappy writing.