More stuff that I like. No, stuff that I LOVE.

Posted by einajs in Uncategorized on 11 28th, 2009 | 2 responses>

I know that the gift-giving tyme is upon us so it’s somewhat perverse to be gassing on and on about the stuff that I’ve got for *myself*. So much for the reason for the season. I just happened to look around our dishevelled home and was so comforted and delighted to see so many things that have improved my life this winter. I’m also attempting to promulgate the idea that yes, a yogi can enjoy stuff and even want to have more of it: shocking, I know. Also, link farm. By the way, do you know this blog averages 400 spam comments a day? I wipe the sweat off my brow as I delete massive chunks of ostensibly nude celebrity pics and various forms of, um, enhancement.

1. Number one with a bullet is the first pair of rubber boots I’ve purchased ever in my life…seven and a half years late if you’re going by Vancouver standards. OMG everything in my world is better now that I have rubber boots. And these are no boring galoshes or cold, thin-soled pretenders to the throne. Mah Tretornz, let me show you them. They’ve got fuzz inside so they stay perfectly warm and dry as I stomp through puddles like I’m back in Grade 4. They’re also shiny and purple and look like big grape lozenges for your feet.

2. The only internet flame-war worth having is, of course, PC vs. Mac. Having had our new iMac for just over 12 hours I’ve gotta throw my hat in the Mac ring. This thing makes mincemeat out of tasks that hung the Dell up for 3 days. Class video DVDs? Forget the former week-long rendering odyssey. Quad-core processing lets M add jokey titling and Star-Wars-esque wipes and still produce a DVD in just under an hour, with correct time-synch and aspect ratio, as opposed to days and days of messing around with various codecs and Premiere settings. Keeee-rist. The rumours are true…do believe the hype…this is a magical machine, and both M and I have competently mud-wrestled perverse PCs for long enough, thank you very much. Also it’s sexy as hell. And PVRing NFL games in HD? Don’t mind if I do.

3. One of my favourite stores in Yaletown is Beauty Mark, which simply provides excellence in all things girly, from little arm-warmers to jojoba-oil and Javanese clay facial masks, to European rosehip lip balm, to various panties, and my personal favourite, which I’ve been stalking bi-weely since I just can’t bring myself to spend $50 on a tube of goo: the Bliss blood-orange-and-white-pepper body butter. Today I showed up to moon at my fave product and not only do they now make a hand lotion in the same scent, which was more reasonably priced and therefore snapped up immediately, but the staff REMEMBERED my obsession, turned me on to the hand lotion, and also hooked me up with the tester of the body butter, which ends up being like $17.50 worth of this stuff for free, and since I’m not

I just want to climb into this picture and go to sleep

paranoid about H1N1 I am more than content to slather myself in used product. Amen.

4. I had a fling with Nick and Nora’s PJs a couple of Christmasses ago, and since those who know me know that I basically base my whole life on trying to be in my pyjamas whenever and wherever possible, I take PJ shopping pretty seriously. Unfortunately both my Dream Designs proper grown-up PJ pants and my nasty men’s-size-large Denver Hayes PJ pants gave up the ghost in the same week, so I just went ahead and shelled out for the Bed Head set I had my eye on since they threw it up in the window in Flesh Lingerie Boutique, right next door to Raw Canvas and therefore rife with window-shopping since I’m down there all the time. It takes a special kind of company to make pyjamas that feel like full formal wear.

Okay, I promise the next post will be about esoteric, non-material philosophical concerns so I can put my yoga hat back on. Or food. Either way. In the meantime, cultivate gratitude for beautiful and effective ideas that make this embodiment cozy and good-smelling, because, yay.