misosouper, a shopping blog

This is the loveliest whelk shell casing I’ve ever seen, and the only one I’d drape across the neck of my t-shirt.

Run, run, run to the cb2 sale; lots of goodies have been marked down, often deeply.  Such as the curve cooler glasses (only 95¢ each, marked down from $3.95!),  perfect for the casual cocktail, or the peekaboo umbrella holder (62% off), which would clearly be chic in any foyer.    I’ve got my own eye on the Gemini bed,  whose dual (duel?) headboards are perfect for the warring factions (names omitted to preserve domestic tranquility) that often bunk in our guest room.

Because my past few posts are obviously bringing the wacky back, I present to you:  cat wigs.

Do these need commentary?  Because if the answer if yes, then read Anderson Cooper, pontificating on the phenomenon.   Oh, Anderson, so obviously not a cat person:  like merkins, cat bewiggery is all about the fantasy.  Look deep into her eyes, and you’ll see a roiling blue pool of desire and longing that will now be happily sublimated through her cornflower wig, instead of unleashed on the kids’ stuffed animal bin.

This ginormous remote control has languished in my “to be posted” file for months, partly because I thought it a useful, yet utterly ridiculous gadget.  Then I actually saw one for sale at my local drug store yesterday.  It’s so big that it will make you look like a Smurf in comparison.

Now I think it’s a useful, utterly ridiculous, yet totally awesome gadget.  A nice Valentine’s Day present for a beloved always complaining about the missing remote.  Or you could just use it to clunk him over the head.

Today Barack told us that we should, and I paraphrase, liberate ourselves from small thinking.  I’m going to begin by drinking my wine tonight in an exceptionally large glass.  The rest of my giant ideas can wait until tomorrow.