Some people work to cure cancer, others are fighting the war on poverty. Me? My selfless act is to help people spend money on stuff they need, like clothes and bags and makeup and, of course, killer shoes. But, that's not all. I like to eat. And complain (most specifically about how hard it is to be a mom). Oh, and obsess over the next perfect pair of shoes.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Hoodies for Hoodlums
What is it about the humble hoodie?
I dunno, but I'm a sucker for 'em. Can't even count them up because I don't want to admit how many I actually have. At the risk of sounding like Forrest Gump's friend, I've got some fleece-lined hoodies, hoodie dresses, even a vest with a hood. Now I never actually put the hood on my head (but when I wore one to the airport, I totally got hood-checked!), but I like the security of knowing it's got my back.
There are, however, two styles not in my arsenal, nor will they probably ever be. Head Hoods are a funny idea, although the Grace Slick and Mr. T styles are especially disturbing. I'd totally go for the sock monkey, though.
Then there's a lighted hoodie. Just plain wacky.
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3 comments:
Is it just me or is that first pic with the Mr. T hoodie really kind of disturbing?
I am thankful you will not be adding one of these to your collection of hoodies.
I agree with Lisa-LOL! But you have heard from me about this obsession. I will NOT be counting mine, either-thank you. I prefer t stay in denial and buy more;)
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