sometimes i have the sense of humor of a teenage boy

so juvenile…but it makes me giggle

the disco pant

I usually ignore Facebook ads, but when I saw the words DISCO PANT and an image of purple spandex, I had to click.   Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the Disco Pant:

If you’re into the really shiny, super bright and way too tight pants, then these are obviously for you.   

Honestly, the best part about the Disco Pants isn’t their appearance, it’s the write up on the website where they can be purchased:

“…Form-fitting, high-waist stretch pants made from a heavyweight Nylon/Elastane blend that creates a flattering slimming effect…”

Wow, flattering AND slimming, these are miracle pants.

“…When in doubt on sizing, order down…”

Because when you think something might not fit right, you should always go a size down.    Keep in mind all of the models sporting the disco pants are a size 2 size 0. 

Perhaps I’m just not fashion forward enough…or I’m just jealous because I worry about jeans being too tight, let alone spandex, but I don’t think the Disco Pant will be the must have for 2010.

a little less ass and a little more class

It was a great summer, and I even made it up to Saratoga once!  My lone Toga trip was part of a reunion weekend with some fabulous friends from college.  We decided to relive our Siena days by heading out in downtown Saratoga for a night of light craziness.   Now, if you’ve ever been out downtown during track season you know space is limited in basically every establishment.  I can understand a spilled drink, a mistaken push, a few crushed toes…but this was new:

Yep, a butt in our faces, actually about 4 inches from my friends shoulder (she leaned forward so we could get a good pic).    We were on a crowded outdoor patio where the tables were so close together, but this guy just kept leaning over his table and shoving his backside at our table.   It gets better…not only was his tush waving in our faces, he started to scratch his butt basically over my friends shoulder.  Hand straight down the back of his pants.  I didn’t get a shot of that…probably for the best.     Ladies, there are some classy men in Saratoga, just be prepared for a butt scratcher.

What’s the weirdest thing you’ve encountered in a crowded bar?

shoes + cake = so much sense

While I pride myself on being a reformed shopaholic, there have been a few gift giving needs over the last month that have allowed me to flex my shopping muscles.   Lately I love going to Clifton Park Center to find little gifts.   Karalina’s always has lots of cute and unique items, as does Ta-Da! (I think, it’s Ta Da, it’s the store that seems to be a mature version of Spencer’s.) 

The store that may or may not be Ta-Da! is where I found the most amazing (and completely useless) cake server.   I couldn’t bring myself to purchase it but I’m sure I can find a shoe loving friend who could give the Gourmet Glam Cake Server a good home:

Now if I could just find a friend who could truly appreciate the Crazy Cat Lady Action figure (another gem from the store that may be Ta Da!)

bad jewelry karma?

I know somewhere in your bedroom lies a few goregous jewelry items that you never actually wear.   Fashion or fit have nothing to do with why they lie tucked away in a hidden drawer, they’re simply the dreaded – EX JEWELRY!!   

If you possess diamonds that bring a tear to your eye, have you seen the infomercial for outofyourlife.com?

It’s basically just a prettied up pawn shop, but what a great idea.    Really this website is prettying up breakups as a whole.   Forget about burning his crap, ca$h in, ca$h in ladies!!!