Before I get into this, I want to remind you that I will not tolerate any Snuggie haters. Snuggies are awesome and if you can't deal with my luxurious, ultra-soft fleece, get out of the kitchen. Or off of my couch. Whatever. I'll cut you and your trapped hands.
Kate Gosselin. Love to hate her or hate to love her, she and her progeny toddled into the paparazzi's eye with Jon & Kate Plus 8, and Jon Gosselin's dramatically sweaty, slutty, and cheezily-wardrobed exit from their marriage and the show has done nothing but excite the flames of celebrity. Kate Gosselin's sweep across magazine covers, internet celebrity sites, and television talk shows has stamped her and her stiff carpet of hair into our collective memory so firmly that her image is now set to invade one of America's most sacred holidays, Halloween.
Hello Kitty, most recently famed for Lady Gaga's creepy couture iteration of the her visage, is being re-imagined once again.
Providing that you have not been living in a cave for the last three-and-a-half decades, you are probably familiar with Hello Kitty's incredibly simple but highly recognizable style. This famous feline, designed by Ikuko Shimizu, was first introduced in Japan in 1974 by the company Sanrio, and in the intervening 35 years, she's been featured as and on just about every product imaginable and is now worth more than $1 billion in sales a year.
Dr. Romanelli, Sanrio, and Medicom Toy have recently teamed up to create the ultra-most-awesome-special Hello Kitty anatomy toy, and, of course, even her guts are cute as a button:
I don't know exactly how long this gift from heaven has existed, but I didn't hear about it until last night. When the commercial first came on, I thought for sure that I had accidentally ingested LSD. Again.
Aligned with our ongoing, tireless efforts to call to your attention aspects of our culture that might be viewed as suitable for inclusion in this site's archives under the category documenting Signs Of The Apocalypse, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, I give you "WinkersTM":
Hi folks! So, I have this wedding anniversary coming up in the next week, which has placed a proverbial bee directly between my proverbial bonnet and my literal head. While I'm not really one for traditions, per se, I am a traditionalist when it comes to the traditions where people give me consumer goods in packages that are wrapped in shiny paper. So, in considering what I'd like to unwrap for this, my second anniversary, I consulted the annals of history for traditional anniversary gifts. And my conclusion was this:
Man, these anniversary gifts need an update. Pronto. My slang also needs an update, but we'll work on that some other time.
Look at me, I'm multitasking! I'm dang near multitasktastic! Huzzah!
Sooooo you might have heard by now that I've gone cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs over this Dollhouse show, to such a degree that I'm practically harassing the internet about it. The internet might have to take a restraining order out on my ass, in fact. I mean, I am after all a documented stalker. BOO! FEAR ME!!!!
Oh c'mon, please? sigh.
But to give credit and/or blame where credit and/or blame is due, I watched almost all of Dollhouse entirely by way of Hulu.com, that new-fangled TV on the internet thing all the kids have been talking about. And it's really quite remarkable. TV! On your computer! It's like we're living in the 21st Century or something!!! Oh, wait...
The Discovery Channel's new show, Pitchmen, is semi-revolutionary for two reasons: 1) we get to see the inner workings of infomercials and regular commercials for those kooky "As Seen on TV" products and 2) Billy Mays speaks at a normal volume.
I feel ripped off: here in the states for the DVD release we didn't have anything fancy like this. For the UK Twilight DVD release Summit hired a bunch of male models, fixed them up to look like Edward Cullen, and had them wear gold - nay, smoldering golden, a la Meyer - contact lenses, a.k.a. "eyeverts" which revealed details of the DVD. The models then were unleashed into the streets where they tried to make eye contact with unsuspecting females.
I don't know about you, but if a dude obviously wearing contacts with an Edward complex tried glaring at me in the street, my first thought would likely be psycho killah! and not "Twilight." Check out the commercial after the jump.
Every once in a while, a commercial comes along that renders me speechless and unable to think and I find myself going through a diagnostic, troubleshooting procedure with my brain. Am I offended? I don't think so. Am I amused? Kind of (?). Am I going to buy this product? No, but there was never any danger of that. What exactly do I think of this commercial? I may never be sure.
Okay, so the economy sucks and people are losing jobs and houses and our local Linens n' Things went out of business and there's now an entire shopping center occupied by a bunch of random stores subletting the space called Furniture n' Things and Lamps n' Things and Factory Second Measuring Spoons n' Things and anyway, it's all just too depressing and real out there. So I feel a little badly for reveling in some schadenfreude today about Lauren Conrad's clothing line officially filing for failure.
But you know what? I also just learned that Paris Hilton broke up with that one guy and is now dating some other guy and I had NO IDEA, which means I'm really growing as a person and expanding my interests and finally living a life that does not involve knowing who Paris Hilton is specifically fucking at any particular time. Therefore, I'm rewarding myself with this:
As a parent of a boy, I will admit that my son's toy interests have fallen pretty much in line with gender expectations: trucks, trains, Bionicles, etc. And, you know, that's fine. He's into what he's into. As a woman, and obviously a former little girl, I'm still intrigued in the toys that are targeted to girls. Some of them make me furious, some of them make me wish I was still 8 years old, and some of them just...baffle me.
Which brings me to the...things at left: Barbie Totally Nails Stylin' Hands.
Look. I know a ridiculous product when I see one, alright? All of your snarky criticisms of the Snuggie are not earth-shattering to me.
Does the title of this post have you scratching your head? Well, just hear me out...
Guys and other non-menstruating types might find this a little uncomfortable, but I invite you to read anyway and gain some interesting information.
Amazon rolled out its shiny new Kindle 2 yesterday and despite its admittedly glamorous makeover, I'm still not convinced.
Lead poisoning is no joke. We all know that its effects can be devastating, especially for children, and that it's important to make sure that it doesn't find its way into our paint, clothes, or toys. But a new law set to go into effect next month has many resale shops and independent toy and clothes makers extremely concerned.
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