November 26, 2009
November 1, 2009
This MetaFilter post directed me to a 2006 NYT Magazine article about the potential harms of the Disney Princess regime: What’s Wrong With Cinderella? Certainly this is a topic I’ve thought about a lot, as a former young girl myself and as a childcare provider – especially last year when I was working for a family that was steeped in Princesses to the point where the elder daughter had not only her own Disney Princess sneakers but every Barbie Princess movie that had been made. (Shockingly, and unfortunately, this number is greater than 1. It is even greater than 3, if you can imagine the horrors.)
Maybe princesses are in fact a sign of progress, an indication that girls can embrace their predilection for pink without compromising strength or ambition; that, at long last, they can “have it all.”
This is certainly an argument I’ve heard from parents: that the more modern princess stories feature strong female characters and have moral lessons about perseverance rather than simply waiting by the window for someone to admire their hair. However, this then begs the question, why do we need princesses in order to create strong female characters that our daughters can look up to?
October 21, 2009
My mama has already begun asking me what I want for Christmas. I suppose this isn’t really too strange seeing as it’s almost the end of October. Geez. Two short shopping months. What on earth am I going to get for *her*? Anyhow, more importantly, I’ve offered to put this blog to some use for “You can order this for me and I’ll totally act surprised” gift ideas.
First! Black boots. My beloved Camper boots are suddenly too tight in the toes. My feets, they have grown. I have a pair of brown boots that I LURVE, and now I need black. Because sometimes, brown just doesn’t do. I most definitely do not want another pair of lined boots – my Campers are fur lined, which means that if the temperature gets above freezing, my calves get sweaty. I’m looking for boots I can still wear in March – though January feels like it lasts forever, the progress of time and the fact that it is not now January seems to indicate otherwise. My other requirement: buckles!
Here are my favorites:
PS: Size 9 plz, oh secret admirers!
September 19, 2009
There hasn’t been any fashion to speak of this week. The WorkFam has been battling various colds and mild fevers, so I’ve been laying pretty low to avoid getting ill myself. So far, so good on that front. They say that the first year working with kids, you get every single virus and just pretty much spend the whole year with a minor cold of some sort, and then you have an immune system of steel. I don’t know about steel, but my immune system is at least coated in aluminum foil since I stopped coming down with every cold Schmoopette got after about six months with her, and I haven’t gotten anyone else’s germs in about the past year. When I do get sick, it seems to be random and not necessarily related to anything that the kids may or may not have.
Anyhow, I thought that this week I’d do something a tiny bit different and recommend some products. I love seeing the kinds of things that other people use, the internet being a great tool for fascinating daily minutiae voyeurism. It’s like looking into people’s medicine cabinets! Without being totally creepy!
#1: Matrix System Biolage Volumathérapie. It’s fancy pants. It’s French. It must be good. I hear all the time “Oh, don’t pay for the expensive salon shampoo! It’s no different than regular stuff!” Pffft. I’ll admit that I bought Biolage because I like the way that it smells. I’m now a firm convert into product loyalty since my baby-fine hair is silkier and thicker than it’s ever been. And it smells good. I can totally tell the difference between this and other shampoos I have used, since I have used many many products trying to get my hair to do anything other than lie on my head like a drowned rat. My hair still mostly lies there, but it’s got some body to it, which is a hell of a lot better than I can say for Pantene or Herbal Essences.
#2: Braun Oral B Vitality Toothbrush. Let’s not talk about how long it’s been since I went to a dentist. I haven’t had dental insurance in quite some time. I do finally have dental with my current insurance, and so I’ll be able to go and hear about exactly how neglected my teeth have been. Poor teeth. Incidentally, my employers are dentists. So, I asked about what I can do to clean things up on my own – in addition to flossing (which, ok, now that I do it regularly I can attest that it is indeed a good idea, but it is still the most disgusting activity known to man), they suggested this toothbrush. I wasn’t going to plunk down a lot of money for some sonic toothbrush just so that it could make a lot of noise in my mouth. I can say though that this is a great investment. My teeth do feel a hell of a lot cleaner, and it pleasantly feels like a tooth massage every time I brush.
#3: Pitt Artist Pen. I’ve tried Micron Pens. They were ok. I like fountain pens and used the Pilot Varsity pens for a while, except that they explode in airplanes and even when that’s not going on, they bleed through most papers. I tried the Pitt pens on a whim when I was in Utrecht and finally, there is a pen that I am now totally evangelical about. It’s the smoothest writing experience I’ve ever experienced and the ink is totally dark without bleeding through the paper. So, so much better than the Microns, which I thought dragged a little and really, weren’t very satisfying to write with. I like a good drawing pen that I can also use just as a writing pen, so I’ve bought a ton of these and keep them everywhere. There’s even one in my car, just in case. Oh yeah, and the brush pens are absolutely fantastically amazing for drawing/coloring.
#4: Sony clip-on headphones. The electromagnetism of my brain burns out headphones. I’ve never had a pair of headphones last more than six months of regular use, and it’s not that all of them have died from abuse – it’s that after a while, they just stop working entirely. I also burn out lightbulbs around me and in general, small electronics (and plants) die after extended periods of close proximity to me. Mostly anything with speakers, since speakers are really giant magnets. This has been confirmed by an electrical engineer that yes, this is my brain doing this. So any how, I don’t ever spend more than $30 on headphones since I know they will die. I also can’t wear earbuds for unrelated reasons. I’ve had two pairs of these on various occasions and they’re the best sound quality for $30 you can get. Also, the clip on is really comfortable and they’re nice and teeny for putting in my purse when I’m not wearing them.
How about you? What are your favorite products?
[NOTE: No one has paid me to whore these products. Not that I would mind if they did.]
September 11, 2009
I have the dubious advantage of being exactly one week older than my best g-ddamn friend, but I always think of her as older than me since she’s infinitely wiser. Perhaps it’s because she’s a Virgo with Virgo rising and as such, just can’t help but think things through – the world would be a much better place if we would all just consult with Kat *first.* Anyhow, I’m so infinitely glad she was born because she makes the world an awesome place to be.
September 9, 2009
On my way to Stitch & Bitch and some photos were requested of my fractal project. I started going to S&B years ago for mainly social reasons, and I am still pretty handicapped in the realm of “craft.” (I’m much better at “art!”) I can crochet… poorly. I have been trying to make a scarf for three years now, and my attempts always come out pretty noodly and woobly. So, I’ve given that up. And really – I don’t need any more scarves at the moment, nor do I need a cunning hat, or mittens, or – heaven forbid – a sweater.
So, I’m taking up fractals! I had seen before that it’s possible to crochet a fractal and this seemed like a way more fun thing to make than a scarf, so I did some googling and found some basic instructions (and some awesome photos) at the Institute for Figuring. I know next to nothing about math, but I can at least count my stitches (sometimes). I made this little number by increasing after every second stitch (double crochet, if you want to know that kind of thing).
I’m working on a bigger one with the same yarn now that I’ve kind of gotten the hang of it. It’s a pretty nice thing to do while watching The Wire! It may not be a totally awesome fractal yet, but I can hold my head up high at Stitch & Bitch that for once I am not there simply for “Bitch.” I’d better be careful though – due to the increasing nature of the fractal, this could easily take me the rest of my life.
August 29, 2009
It’s rainy and gross, and we didn’t actually make it to the Lizzie Borden museum as planned since I fell asleep (woke up at 7, fell back asleep around 11)… but I do hope that my partner is having the happiest of birthdays. I would guess that since he’s watching his beloved Battlestar Galactica and he’s already enjoyed a burrito that it’s going ok.
Happy Golden Birthday to one of my absolute favorite humans. I’m oh so glad you were born.