misosouper, a shopping blog

We just started doing the whole hanging out at the playground thing, and the most challenging part of the routine seems to be choosing an outfit.*

I’m trying to strike the balance between slutty mom (cleavage, muffin top, 3″ platforms) and beaten-down-by-the-world mom (husband’s 2004 marathon t-shirt, tapered jeans, Crocs); this little track jacket over a tank and skinny jeans puts me right where I want to be.

*Modesty, particularly in view of other mothers, isn’t my strong suit. Have you seen their eyes? Like laser beams, I tell you, boring into the nub of your pitiful, insecure soul.

When my daughter was tiny, I found myself washing my hands 14 times a day, if not to remove the imaginary germs that were contaminating her skin, then to wipe off spittle or some other bodily ook. Bar soap has a communal yick factor and dish soap is slimy, so I settled on Method’s Foaming Hand Wash. Amazing smell and texture, but the bottle, cool as it looks, seemed to run dry after 36 hours.

Enter the most thoughtful, economical, and environmentally friendly of products: a pump that turns your own liquid soap into foam. Obsessive hand washers like me (oh, who am I kidding; I scrubbed all day even before she was born) rejoice.

This tabletop arcade, featuring 150 quarter-sucking time-killers from my youth, is like, 150 times better than one of those handheld, plug-in to your TV Pacman joysticks.

For only 10,000 quarters, this beauty will turn your house into a home. (Or get you kicked out, because you just spent $2500 on a glorified Atari.)

As long as you stay under the sheets, you’ll be OK.

The plan for my tiny guest bathroom: to paper the walls with these frames, then paste them up with my collection of vintage Florida postcards. Have fun choosing your loo’s own adventure.