Scent of a….State?
No, that’s not a typo. A company by the name Bond no. 9 has released a perfume exclusive to Texas, and to be sold through Saks Fifth Avenue stores in Plano, Houston, Austin, Dallas, and San Antonio.

Um, yeah…that’s the bottle. It’s covered in Swarovski crystals. But with a price tag of $360 a bottle, it should be come with two hookers and a bottle of whiskey. It is limited to a run of 400 (thank goodness), and sold through the month of August. The company claims it is supposed to smell like a “scenic tour through a southwestern garden”. Last I checked, the scent of cacti and dry-as-dust grass wasn’t that appealing, but hey, whatever flicks their Bic.
Texas vs California
Stolen from here.
Black lines show inbound, red lines show outbound.
Two things I take from these images. First, I really wish those Yankee mother fuckers from New England would quit moving to Houston. Second, as many people fleeing LA you’d think it was on fire.
Boob Belt No More??
Between all the headline happenings this week, what with a failed terrorist attack in Times Square, for which the Pakistani Taliban is claiming responsibility, although the NYPD is investigating a video showing a white male in the vicinity (WHEW!), to the White House Correspondents Dinner where Prez Obama “took digs” at everyone, with the help of index cards, because he left the TOTUS at the University of Michigan after his commencement address, to the mega-fast-super-dooper response to the oil spill by the Obama Administration, it is no wonder this little bit of news flew under the radar:
Remember the purple sheath Mrs. Obama wore the night of the fist bump heard round the world? The teal number at the Democratic National Convention? Or the red dress she wore to meet the Bushes on their way out of the White House? Maria Pinto all, designed right here where both women were born and raised and, over the course of one remarkable election, became stars.
So when Ms. Pinto abruptly put up a “closeout sale” sign in the window of her West Loop boutique and announced that she was folding her fashion business, Chicago — and Pinto devotees all over — reacted with disbelief: What in sartorial heaven happened?
I will tell you what happened, from a female point of view: you can’t sell “frocks” for thousands of dollars just because the First Lady wore them. You have to account for the economic status of people who are NOT living in the Lake District in Chicago. You know, those of us who like shopping at Wal-Mart. In short, Ms. Pinto, you were very short-sighted.
Just back from a month’s break in Barcelona, she pointed to the strain that a sour economy had placed on her business just as it was expanding and gaining major traction beyond a loyal Chicago following.
But Ms. Pinto acknowledged having made some typical startup mistakes in building her brand, in areas like financial management and operations.
Wow, a month in Barcelona, while her business suffered…. you know, I recall my dad, and my uncles never taking vacation while working hard to make sure their businesses got established. But that’s just work ethic. As to the typical “start-up mistakes” one was glaring: she targeted the wrong demographic. Wealthy women will pay thousands for a dress, but the majority of women cannot do so. Fashion 101: you design a dress for the wealthy woman, and you then take that design, and tweak it, making it “off the rack” and in an affordable fabric for the masses under another umbrella company. Bob Mackie, Isaac Mizrahi, and Michael Kors are among many who learned this lesson. Selling your creations through Barneys and Saks Fifth Avenue is not exactly “reaching to the masses.”
In other news, the National Enquirer is claiming a Prez Obama cheating scandal…. wonder what John Edwards is thinking?
Hoomanitarian of the Week
And the award for Hoomanitarian of the Week goes to….
Oh, and happy Earth Day. I would call my green friends and tell them that , but I don’t have any green friends any more. I shot them all dead back in 2004 because they lost their minds due to the Gorean-Dementia disease. It was sad watching them suffer like that. I now consider myself a humanitarian.
If you haven’t been to Empirical Snarkery, you need to do so ASAP.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Since I can’t very well send out cards to all of you, and some have health issues that would prevent you from inhaling eating sweets, I decided to share a bit of my lovely gift instead:
Yes, I know…not as delectable as the Hooker of the Week, but still eye candy material. Hope your day is as sweet!!! Hugs and kisses!!!
Blood, Sweat, and Tears….
….or as it is more commonly known: Valentine’s Day.
Every year men everywhere despair of the coming day. They rack their brains trying to figure out the perfect gift, whether it’s flowers, candy, jewelry, etc. In the spirit of camaderie, here are a few suggestions to help y’all.
Women are like magpies. We all like bright, shiny things. Hence the DeBeers monopoly. However, there is no need to break the bank to get something pretty and meaningful, like this, The Hypnotic Pendant:
Two universal symbols, the heart and the snake, blend together to create a sensual pendant.
Nothing says “I love you” quite like a reptile. Yes, it’s on my list.
Another thing women like is comfort. Sure, corsets are nice and so are garter belts, but not very practical for lounging about while watching Zombieland. Pajamagram can help. From warm to fuzzy, sweet to sexy they have it all. The Ruby Velour Lounge Set is perfect for any woman. Stretchy, soft, and red. Comfy and sexy. I *heart* mine!
Then, there are the sweet things of life: CANDY. For the extravagant, there is Godiva’s Romantic Heart. Beautifully presented in a satin giftbox, it features three new flavors for Valentine’s Day, including passion fruit in white chocolate. For the thrifty, M&M’s has a fun option of personalized candies. You can add a sweet sentiment, or even add a pic of your sweetheart.
For the geek hiding inside every woman, I suggest the Literal Sweetheart T-shirt, from ThinkGeek. Really, how can you go wrong: (more…)
2010, The Year of the ELEPHANT
And with the ringing in of the New Year, come blessings, promises, and plenty of hope.

And a personal prayer for y’all:
God . . . grant us the senility to forget the people we’ve never liked, the good fortune to run into the ones that we do like, and the eyesight to see the difference.
Consider this your absent-minded Open Thread
Who Do They Think They Are?
Jay Tea over at Wizbang writes:
There’s a trend emerging in American politics. I don’t think it’s a new one, but it’s growth is disturbing to me. And it’s the amazing hostility to the common people.
With the explosion of the internet, Andy Warhol’s “15 minutes” theory seems to have developed a variant: under the right circumstances, anyone can become a superstar overnight, over the most trivial of reasons — and fall just as quickly. Even in politics.
But in politics, there is a growing trend to take that nobody, that average person, and treat them just like we do hardened political professionals — and attempt to destroy them in the process.
I don’t link to the big blogs very often because I figure you guys probably went there before you got here anyhow. Sometimes I just have to point and shout at the really important items though. Like this one. Really, go read that.




