Showing posts with label owl. Show all posts
Showing posts with label owl. Show all posts

Friday, October 29, 2010

an owl, clogs, paul & joe sister

owl
Eeek, I'm Gilty! Yes, Gilt has been my vice for some time now and I have been buying up a storm whenever my pocket book allows. When I saw the Paul & Joe sister bag, I couldn't pass it up because it's reminiscent of the Alexa bag for Mulberry, minus the hefty price tag. Also, investing in such a bag is a bad idea since everyone from their mama has the Alexa bag and it will be as tired as a Balenciega bag. Well, I don't think so because I'm still drooling for the Balenciega in black with gold hardware, I just can't muster myself to buy it. Anywhoo, I am enjoying the Alexa inspired bag as a staple in my fall wardrobe. I'm also steppin' around L.A. in my clogs from Madewell my sis found for me. What a good deal I might add and the fringes on top are icing on a cake. Even though I'm not an owl fiend like my sis, I had to buy this cute coin purse too. This madness has to stop! There are too many cute stuff out there and in these ridiculously low prices that no one can pass up like moi. Oh boy, am I in trouble.

Friday, May 12, 2006

hoot hoot


When my family moved into the new house, I developed a respiratory allergy. For months I was wheezing and could not even sleep in my own room. I quarantined my room, cleaned off the dust moths, but still I had this wicked allergy. I put two and two together, and I was allergic to the birds living in the shingles. My mom's solutions was to cut down the trees and close up the shingles; it worked and my allergy has slowly disappeared. Now these birds are making a second appearance, so my mom bought this really cool owl. Then I felt guilty because the baby bird was chirping away waiting for it's momma to come back. She was too scared to get near the owl and they were communicating how to feed the baby bird. She was hanging out on the telephone line for hours; I felt so guilty. Nevertheless, the baby bird is alive. The momma bird had enough courage and fed the baby bird. Next solution, move the nest?