I want an hourglass, only not the kind you tell time with. No. I want an hourglass on ME! My weight has plateau’d again, and I’m having to spend time looking up foodie options again. This greatly diminishes the time I can spend on my nails, hair, and make-up, and it’s very upsetting. I lifted the image from wikipedia with a ShareAlike license, and you can find the original here. Gotta stay legal, ya’ll.
I want this squished flat wine bottle for my wall. I have no idea how it’s made, but I’ll ask when I buy it. I’d have it alredy, but when I saw it, I was broke because some people can’t read a calendar and don’t know what “paid on the 1st” means. Considering I saw it over an hour from here, it may be awhile before I get back to it. Considering it was at a winery, it may not be so long after all.
I want some tylenol. My little plastic back hurts. Up at the top. And also the bottom. And my boobs are sore. And my ovaries ache. Peri-menopause is a real pain in my …. everything.
I like this Camelot Bedding Set. Isn’t it gorgeous?? Blue is one of my favorite colors, after pink and red. Ken says no pink bedroom, though I don’t see why. And red is racy, even for me, and while it might make for a festive room, it probably wouldn’t be very restful. So, blue it is. Unless I change my mind, which I might do any number of times between now and the time I actually make my purchase.
I decided yesterday that I need more thigh high hose. I was out of pantyhose and so I put the pair you see on instead. They felt so good as I smoothed them on, with no contortions and tugging like pantyhose require. Also, Ken was watching me get dressed and he was all over that stuff. Oh yes. I do see a new garter belt in my future, too.
I want this bamboo flooring in my kitchen. And maybe new cabinets, too, but definitely new flooring. The linoleum in there is cracked in places, and the shine is worn clean off, and also, there are a couple of holes in it from moving appliances. It’s bad. It’s *gasp* tacky, even. Not at all classy. It must be replaced. Since this is on sale for 2.49/ sq ft, it should only cost about $950 to do my kitchen. Plus shipping. Provided I buy it today. *Insert plastic laughter.*
I just love these Christian Louboutin Very Brode pumps. The perfect hot pinkness, the black accents, that signature red sole. The $1,095 price tag. They’d be great with a LBD, and you should see the detail on the back of these shoes! And if you click the link you can. Simply marvelous, provided you don’t have to walk. Or even stand. And since my feet are too small proportionally to hold me up, then I’m ok with that.
I want an HDRadio for my desk. Like regular radio, only clearer and better. And it can play your mp3 player, too. Of course, I might want to wait until digital radio is actually available in my area to upgrade. Until then, it’s a cute little paperweight. Except that I want a radio for my desk anyway. And the new HD ones can pick up analog signals, too, but analogs cannot pick up the HD signals. I think. Yes, that must be it. And I want it.
I want high fashion and makeup that isn’t designed by gay men. Not that I don’t like gay men, because I do. But seriously. Gay men think other men are hot. I want straight men to think I am hot. Clearly, there is a conflict here, people.
Also, open toed shoes and thick black tights are ugly. Period. No matter who makes them.
And do not get me started on today’s runway faces. No one can pull off that much eyeliner. No one.
I want a convertible. I want it red. I want it fast. I know it’s not practical, and I realize I’m probably in the middle of a midlife crisis. I don’t care, I want it anyway. And I can want whatever I want to want. Deal with it.
