Oh. My. Gawd.


Gaze upon it:

VINTAGE BEN CASEY TV SILVER-TONE CHARM BRACELET 1962 Vintage original Ben Casey silver-tone charm bracelet on its original blue display card made for Gerald Sears Co, Inc. Bracelet and card are in like new condition and bare the phrase “©1962 Bing Crosby Productions.” Charms include: male, female, life, faith and infinity symbol.

Male? Female? Seriously? Obviously, this seller has never seen this:

Although who am I to criticize – the guy has 10 of them! I should put this up on Pinterest under the heading HEART THROB. And just in case you forgot, Everyone Stop What You’re Doing Right Now and Look At This

Pinned. Soon To Be Powned.


Timeline:

5:25 pm ET – Someone posts an article on Lucianne titled President Obama joins Pinterest.

5:30 pm ET – Suzette reads the headlines and brief article.

5:33 pm ET – Suzette visits Pinterest and finds that the nature of the pinnings already seems to be taking something of a turn away from the original intent.

5:40 pm ET – Suzette shares with blog world.

I’m guessing that the supergeniuses behind this didn’t quite get that this is shared forum where other people can contribute to your board and the message can’t be controlled – unless by censorship.

UPDATE: 6:00pm ET – After a few good laughs and some breathless DMs on Twitter, Suzette returns to find the circled items already scrubbed from the BO board. Censorship. It’s what’s for dinner.

Mad Men: Wild About Harry


Who among us doesn’t love Harry Crane? He’s smart, he’s visionary, he’s able to follow his professional vision when those around him don’t get it and don’t support it. He’s even “fashion forward”!

Marabou boa twins! Harry at Don's birthday party and Joan in the season finale of Joan & Melissa

Oh Harry, why you have to be such a  thoughtless swine?

Mad Men: NOW It’s The 60s.


Mad Men is back! I am thrilled.

The internet is filled with many sites doing recaps and rhapsodizing about the plot lines. this isn’t one of them. Although I would love to share my impressions with you, I know that I cannot do it as well as some others. Instead, allow me to be your set decoration guide.

E01Se5 A Little Kiss

Part 1. Very Vera  Almost right out of the gate – the second scene, in fact – we see Sally Draper waking up from slumbering in Vera sheets.

Vera, as in Vera Neumann. As if there was any other.

The butterflies, the vague Queen Anne’s Lace/generic fern-ish vegetation. I was thrilled to see it. Next, Joan’s nudgey mother wrings out a  Vera napkin as she tries to give the smack down to Joan over the visit from the busy, busy janitor.

More butterflies; almost-recognizable sketchy flowers.

[note to self: paint a room that deep salmon color.]

I would love the say that’s a Vera blouse but of course it is not. I do have a scarf with stripes in those colors but sadly, I can only claim with absolute positivity the two items mentioned above. There are some almost-items in the episode: a receptionist’s dress, a drawing on the wall, a colorful scarf. Almost fromt he beginning, Vera designs were copied and rushed to market.

Part 2.  Pete’s Kitchen. Pete and Trudy have moved to the suburbs. And while their starter home is a bit of a let down, they do have a state of the art electric stove. In fact, it’s the very same stove that Samantha Stevens used in Bewitched.

Check it out:

crazy slide out burner drawer

I can’t belive that tasteful moneied Trudy gave up sleek Danish modern furniture for this crappy faux Colonial. She had a lot of other options. Think Laura Petrie’s kitchen – that was approximately the same time period. But wait til Harry Crane lays his eyes on this stove  – he is very much up on all things Bewitched.

Other notes:

  • Betty’s new house! No wonder Don referred to them as Morticia and Lurch. However did she let Henry Francis talk her into that stone heap? Betty’s life long style can be summed up as Tasteful Classic.For someone who wanted a fresh start, she sure went in the wrong direction.
  • Oh Harry, why you have to be so bad? I love you Harry but you are just an unthinking louse.
  • Zoo bisou bisou. Ok, everybody’s singing it today but in a totally ironic way. Is it just me or does everybody think that all  Continental European pop music is the cheesiest? I can’t think of a single time that I heard something Euro start up  that I didn’t feel a twinge of embarrassment for them. Now don’t go all world love on me – you know it’s true.

Problems


There’s too much going on to report in blog format but I will tell you one thing. And it’s a disturbing thing, too.

When I sleep, APPARENTLY my mouth falls open and then somehow my top lip gets stuck on the left lateral incisor. And by stuck, I mean that the inside membrane of my lip dries out and bonds with the tooth surface. Here’s a helpful graphic:

not my actual lip

And it’s really stuck, too. It doesn’t just pop off when I wake up. It takes some concentrated lip movement sometimes with a finger/thumb assist to free it. And then I have a sore spot on my lip, similar to a self-inflicted bite. Now considering that I sleep at least twice in a 24 hour cycle – all hail the cat nap! – the sore spot never gets a chance to heal up. This has only been happening for about 2 weeks, but it happens every time I sleep.

I’m sure you’ll agree that this is quite a disturbing turn of events.

Island Nurses For Obama


Uh-oh-oh. World Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom™ Michelle Obama is supposed to be resting up between her NURSES FOR OBAMA gigs but she doesn’t seem to be too relaxed here as she mimics Cherry Ames Island Nurse.  Or Godzilla, if Godzilla was a mother overwrought about her daughter’s privacy.

Michelle Obama Island Nurse

Here she is seen stomping around the island of Hawaii while fuming at the idea – the very idea! – that some unauthorized photojournalist from the independent press corpse had the nerve to report that daughter Malaria took a dozen of her BFFs to Mexico to entertain and amuse 25 Secret Service agents. Things went terribly wrong, though.  A few news sites picked up the story and photos and the public grumbling started.

At first it seemed as though the whole focus was going to be 25 Secret Service agents practicing French braids and testing out nail polish with a bunch of 7th graders for spring break, and then some citizen journalist discovered that the school Malaria goes to has a spring break that beings a full week after the kids were already cavorting south of the border. Well, all one could do at that point is to remount the high horse and issue a press release claiming privacy concerns for presidential offspring and calling it community service. Because the luxurious beach communities of sub-tropical Oaxaca require a lot of service during peak tourist periods. Do you think those virgin margaritias just pour themselves?

AND THEN! a %@#$ing earthquake has to happen. I tell you – how many press releases must one be forced to make in a two day period over what amounts to nothing more than a simple case of do as I say not as I do? And how dare the petite bourgeoisie question the parenting decisions of a Busy Mom™? First they complain about sending a child – six-foot tall though she may be, she’s still a child – to a country riddled with violent drug wars, and then they complain that this wasn’t a “spring break” after all. Haven’t they ever heard of a fact-finding tour? These kids are finding out if it is in fact warmer in Mexico than Washington DC in March. Must everything be spelled out? Ok, we’ll call it community service then and that should be enough to shut them up. But you know haterz gonna hate so why must one even be bothered with explanations?

And then that earthquake! This was supposed to  be a covert pleasure trip, not a major news story. Resentment abounded throughout the East Wing office of the first lady and once again, a press release assuring the public of Malaria’s safety had to be issued. No word on the other kids, though. Let their press offices handle that.

So now I ask you – how is an Island Nurse For Obama supposed to rest up for the grueling campaign work ahead with all this distraction going on? [Note to self: Get hold of Janet Nap Border Nurse and find out how the hell she let this slip through.]

Anyway, NURSES FOR OBAMA, bitches. And how is this little episode supposed to promote Obama’s healthcare agenda? Let’s just say it’s a good lesson for any too-big-for-their-britches “independent” photojournalists want to stay healthy.

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