[Original publication date: June 17, 2011] Let me say, first off, that I love my Roomba. In this scenario, the Roomba was only doing its job, and doing it to the best of its ability. Unfortunately…
It is a well-established fact that I am cheap. Bargain shopping is my meditation.
Full disclosure — I will always advocate overdressing for an interview. I have also gotten every job I have ever interviewed for. Coincidence? I think not.
If I could spend my entire life in sweatpants, a tank top, a hoodie, and slippers, I would. Unfortunately, since I have to leave the house and look presentable every day, that isn’t an option. I can do the next best thing, though, which is fancy up the most basic basics into quite cute little […]
I am a feminist. I don’t hide it and I don’t shirk away from the label. Recently it has come to my attention that because of this, I think my dad thinks I hate men. Sigh.
I will be the first to admit that both things in the title can be incredibly difficult to achieve. However, channeling the ability to do both are highly beneficial, especially if one can manage to achieve both at the same time.
To say we are fond of unicorns around this joint is a bit of an understatement.
There are so many bad-ass feminist gifts on the Internet. Come check out a small sample of the goodness.
I love giving gifts. All of it—the shopping, the hunt for the perfect item, the joy on someone’s face when you totally nail it, everything. Something I love even more? When a wonderful gift also gives back to the world.
Sometimes your best friend is the easiest person to buy for, and sometimes they are the hardest. Being the one person you know better than almost anyone else can be a blessing and a curse.
My husband is a big old Scrooge when it comes to holidays — birthdays, Christmas, you name it, he thinks it is ridiculous. For those of you with gentlemen in your life who are more spirited about the season, here are some fun options for them.
What do you buy the person in your life who has everything? How about something strange enough that you can almost guarantee they would never have reason to buy it for themselves?
I am so freaking sick of “Crazy Cat Lady.” Can we retire that already and replace it with Fanatical Feline Fancier? And who doesn’t love a little alliteration?
With the holiday season comes a seemingly endless array of parties, gatherings, and events to which one may feel inclined to come bearing a gift.
In a perfect world, people could buy things based on how freaking awesome they are as humans.