Drinks on me

One thing that can really bring out my inner seven-year-old is cocktail rings. I always have fun poking around at Forever 21 for giant sparkly rings that cost five dollars. Like this.



Or this.



Or this.

wrong DAY

Okay, I don't know how I could have missed Richard Tipping. He is clearly madly wonderful.

I saw these signs at MoMA, when I was looking for the bag I just mentioned in the previous post.

I love them. Covet them. (Especially "Wrong Day," which is just so fantastic on so many levels.)

Shiny happy veggies

So on the site Delight.com, where they offer daily deals, they had this RuMe shopping bag. (Although, that name...I'm totally thinking "rue me," as some purchases do tell you later.)



Now, I'm all for fancy shopping bags, and metallic is a good thing in mundane places. But I really do prefer this one, which I saw at the MoMA store. (That place is really dangerous for me, it's like my imaginary Xmas stocking.) Because it holds 18 liters...it's all about the typography, baby.

What would the Swiss say?

Under the category of 'it is but it isn't' is this covetable cuckoo clock by Decoylab at fawn&forest. All the cuckoo without the damn noise.