I’m not entirely sure what people did before Etsy. Where could you go outside Trekkie conventions to get your fix of officer badge earrings? Thanks, Internet.
Check out more ideas for the Trekkie/Jedi/Potterhead/Whovian in your life (plus some Zelda and Firefly ideas, too!) on my Etsy list.
1 Dr. Spock pillow | 2 Star Wars calendar | 3 Harry Potter ring | 4 Dalek cufflinks
When we consider how much time I spend on the Internet and my phone and its corresponding apps, this might surprise you:
I hate Facebook.
Perhaps hate is a strong word. I’m not its biggest fan. I don’t need to read the studies to know that Facebook stalking is bad for your mental and emotional well-being – I’ve seen enough exotic photo albums to know that jealousy is natural when looking at the way people present their lives. (Monaco for the weekend? Sign me up! Oh, you meant that girl I met in high school chemistry? That’s cool, too.) Then I remember that among the annoying people on my news feed are the cool ones I’ve met along the way.
I met Katy Chia, for example, in Mr. Carroll’s sixth grade home room. It was my first day at the International School of Beijing and I was scared shitless. Katy was a tiny little thing with a sweet, infectious giggle and Minnesotan charm.
The beauty of Facebook is that I got to catch up with Katy in the social media age. Now, she’s a slightly less tiny woman living in Chicago, selling a different kind of Minnesotan charm via her Etsy shop, Cate Katan. I love her simple silhouettes and rich color choices that rock just as well with your daily business casual styles as they do with your fancy date night dresses.
When you inevitably fall in love with her pieces, use the promo code GINGER25 at checkout to receive 25% off your order. Katy says it’s to help you with your Christmas shopping…I say it’s perfectly acceptable to use it on yourself, too.
Promo code good until 12/25/13.
Maybe it was when I began to regularly receive a decent paycheck. Or the first time I had health insurance in my own name. Could it have been moving out of a studio apartment? More and more this year, I find myself thinking about an actual future: what will make me happy, fulfilled, and secure. What if those feelings are mutually exclusive?
I don’t think I’m prepared to be an adult, guys. Maybe if I get something cheeky to work out in (since I should really start thinking about my health and the terrible genetics with which I am blessed) I can hold on to my adolescence a little while longer.
Buy these on Etsy: T-Rex | Dr. Who | Mean Girls | Hunger Games
Sure, it’s bankrupt, but there’s a lot more to love about Detroit than you – or I, for that matter – give it credit for.
Spirit of Detroit | Monument to Joe Louis | Detroit Industry
Before you ask – yes. I have had every single one of these things said to me at least once in my life.
Hey, Red. A nickname only the closest of friends are allowed.
Got tan lines? This is probably less-oft used than when Got Milk? ads were a thing, but you get the point.
My dad said red heads are fierce in the sack. This made worse still by the fact that it came from the mouth of a sixteen-year-old sitting next to me in high school Spanish 2.
Does the carpet match the drapes? The porn-iest response to this, ladies, is to just say you have hardwood floors and wait for his reaction.
I’ve always said redheads are a walking land mine, but I’ll risk it for you. Just, no.
What’s the worst pick up line you’ve heard/used/actually fell for?