YSaC, Vol. 651: The world’s a dress!
2010 April 29
Beautiful Ice Green Prom Dress, Great Condition
Price: $100
I Bought this dress last year for over $600, and I’m selling it for $80
It’s taking up all of the room in my closet, and I need the space.
IF YOU BUY IT TODAY, I”LL SELL IT FOR $85 FIRM.
It’s beautifully made, and in great condition
It’s a size 10, Mint green, does up like a corset on both sides.
Zips up in back.
The inconsistency here is just inexcusable. The title disagrees in such a fundamental, basic way with the actual post, that I think this is quite clearly a scam. How could anyone possibly trust a poster who can’t clearly and definitively state whether the dress is ICE green or MINT green?
Thanks for the link, Nathalie!
*disconnects catculator from charger* Okay, minty dress/obo, carry the zips up the back, divide by brain cells and spinach tooth paste. Answer: Eyjafjallajökull. Hmm, maybe it needed to charge a bit longer?
*Whips out his 4D string theory catulator and pumps in 2 cans of Fancy Feast*
(100 + 80 – Sqrt(85))/MINTY((ice|green!)) * corset *1/zipper
*Catulating* … *Catulating*
Vanilla custard flavored hedge trimmers.
*Whacks the Catulator*
And sixpence.
What flavor are you using? I put Savory Salmon in mine and it says “bubblewrap giraffe teacup”.
I went with lamb and rice. My catulator hasn’t been feeling so well lately with all the maths I’ve been making it do.
Maybe it’s going to have kitulators.
My catulator is getting to the point that when I even enter a room, he tries to hide his fat butt under the nearest piece of furniture.
*drags catulator, literally kicking and screaming, out from under table*
Okay, here we go…
1 Minty Shell Dress + 1 Drug-Induced Kaleidoscope of Color (featuring “green”) – $100 – $80 – $85 X Corset-Induced Unconciousness and divide by 1 Zipper =…..damn, forgot to add the splodies…..there, that’s better…
The answer is……… beach blanket bingo
Mine isn’t working because it keeps falling on the floor. It knows it’s not supposed to be on the kitchen counter, and jumps down when it hears me coming. Note to catulator: 14 pounds makes noise that I can hear, even when it lands on little cat feet. And stay away from the dish rack – I don’t like my clean stuff shedded on.
Beach blanket bingo? Then Zipper division would be by Erich Von Zipper, I guess.
I think she might have more takers if she just calls it baby-p00p-green.
And I would almost bet the the size is 10, 8, 16 FIRM.
actually mudslicker, I was thinking baby-sick, but yours works too.
In any case I’m still trying to figure out the price. I think I might have a splody head unless I get more coffee soon.
dev: I have a feeling strained peas looks about the same regardless which end it comes out of.
Is anyone else experiencing weird conniption fits with the “Reply” box and the “Adores” voting?
it does seem a little slow to me, like it’s pausing to think about it before doing anything.
Last night at home, any time I commented I got a “ngnix” error screen. Same for here today except the browser interprets it as some kind of error message. Helped at home when I cleared cache, but kept having to do that for every comment.
Taco, you are definitely on the right track using the 4D String Catulator. However, and this is quite important, rather than using the standard ball of yarn you need to use the materials alluded to in the posting.
Notice it says, “does up like a corset” – you need to replace the ball of yarn with corset lacing. I would recommend the heavy duty pea-soup green color for the best catulation although other colors may be satisfactory Do not, under any circumstances, use a high-fiber content fabric lacing. The use of high-fiber in combination with two cans of Fancy Feast would probably result in catulator melt-down into a sticky, smell lump on the floor.
*My work is done here, I must depart forthwith – Dinner doth call, and I’m cookin’*
Actually stopped and opened the photo in a separate tab.
“Does up like a corset”?
Ok, it’s clear that my skills in the architecture of coture are specious. I meann, really, my knowledge of purses would fit in a sporran with room to spare (even a formal, night-wear sporran).
From the photo, I see no evidence of either lacing nor of cetacean balleen in use. But, she also is a math and color whiz, too.
Perhaps coming over all peckish, and acceeding to gustatory desires will be the answer.
“does up like a corset on both sides.”
I think I can sort of see some type of lacing, but it’s mostly hidden under jer arm so it’s hard to tell. Seems her photographic skills are equal to her math and understanding of colour
Nah, she thinks corset = top with lace-up back, and is referring to the lacing detail under her arms. You can sort of see some of it in the pic. ‘Course, any dress that requires three different fastener options (zip at back, lacing on each side) makes me concerned that the wearer will, at some point, pass out from the compression induced by the inevitable “I CAN be three sizes smaller” mentality… That and it’s heinous, whether minty, icy or I-wish-I-couldn’t-see.
ETA: @ dev – ha, great minds think alike, fools seldom differ…
Hi Jen,
and I’d say judging by al those lovely wrinkles across the bodice she has those laces just a little too tight.
As for passing out, I always wondered how they breath when they tie em up tight like that…………guess they don’t
The wrinkles and the fact that one side of the bodice is higher than the other, and the whole protrudes significantly from what it’s supposed to cover.
While I realise Sparkies never think like this, surely she could have used on of her ‘at prom’ photos, rather than one taken in her parents’ kitchen, at an awkward angle? Though maybe her date never showed up, and she’s been wearing the dress ever since, Miss Havisham styles. Now that her therapist has convinced her to get rid of the boyband posters, she feels ready to get rid of it and move on at last…
OOOH or it’s being sold by a jealous ex, who took this pic stalker-style through the window and is now selling the last thing which could remind her of her former life so that she never gets her memory of the last year-and-a-half back and therefore stays with him forever. Or I’ve been reading too much tripe, whatever.
You’re weird! I like it though 🙂
Jen is definitely “our” kind of weird.
World need more of it, too.
Or, maybe, a lot less of the CL-normal that is out there
$100, $80, $85 FIRM!
This chick better keep the dress. I have a feeling she will be disappointed come graduation and will be visiting Stuey High’s prom again next year.
Maybe she could buy it back from the person she sells it to then. For 125$, 35$, or 200$ firm!
I think I’ll just wait a day, til the price drops 5 bucks.
Yes, but is it $100/$80 for the Ice Green and $85 firm for the Mint Green… or is just for today? What is today?
I wonder if they have it in apple flavor. I’m not a big fan of Ice or mint flavoring.
“I no like-a mint. What other flavors you got?”
— Chico, in Duck Soup
It’s showing up on my monitor as a kind of honeydew melon green. I think I’ll offer $75 for that.
Today is tampico tacos con lima Thursday!
Oh, and all I can see is the top portion of the image, like it is cropped by the text, or there’s a table cell join error.
But, Adores and Replies are fully working.
I’ll guess that I’m better off with my eyes spared yet another verdant prom dress (step-cousin to the bride’s maids dress).
Mine’s doing that too, I had to click on the image to see the whole thing.
I’m ready for Frijole Friday!
or fajitas..
Recipe in the Food section of the paper for Pork fajitas still making me make stomach-growly noises.
Then, saw today that a semi-famous eatery here in town has reopened, and with a swath for tasty Spanish/Mexican offerings.
I’m feeling a need for a Dalek control ray: Sublimate! Sublimate!
I don’t know. I can never really seem to find the right occasion to wear all the other prom dresses I own. Sure they seem like a good deal at the time, but really you can only go to so many proms a year before you get burnt out.
Bridesmaids dresses are the same way. Sure, they tell you “You’ll be able to wear it anywhere!” but I’ve never felt the need to go grocery shopping in a peach floral chinz gown with little bows on the sleeves.
( I am not what you would call the “formal wear” type.)
Yeah, I gave up on those ages ago. They just don’t go well with any of my shoes.
Or your purse.
Neither of those matter as much as whether the carpet matches the drapes.
*crickets*
I’ll get me coat.
Do the cuffs match the collar?
What?
*whistles innocently*
Taco, what you need is a nice dress to match your cheese, lettuce, and tomato. Perhaps one made out of the Mexican flag?
Nothing is what it seems with this dress. It’s “ice” green (which sounds like toxic wast froze..didn’t know they even put out a crayon that color), and yet it’s “mint” green.
It’s 100$, yet its 85$ today, and 80$ some other day.
It has a corset like closure, but also a zipper.
I have a feeling there are other things we can gleen from this ad:
It’s a size “10” which may also be a 6 or a 18, depending on how many tuna sammiches I’ve had that day.
The seller had a “date” to prom, yet bought her own corsage, took all her pictures from arms length, rode alone in the limo, and spent the evening crying that her invisible “date” got back together with his imaginary ex girlfriend.
The seller has many “friends” which consist of the operators on QVC.
I even wonder what the actual price for this dress was.
I’d also hazard that the dress is actually white with extra long sleeves…
Oh geez, I had to read this five times before I understood it. I kept thinking “wedding dress?”
Subtlety is a double edged sword… which isn’t very subtle at all.
Damn nonsensical metaphores.
Better than the analagous semaphores, one supposes.
Been watching Wuthering Heights have we?
Yes. but the Aldis Lamp and SlimFit Reducing Jeans co-production.
It looks more of a celery to me, but what do I know? I’ve never had a prom dress, minty, icy or otherwise.
No, that’s not celery, too pale. Trust me, I know celery when I see it.
It’s not kumquat, either – and I know kumquat.
Hey, quit answering for me!
The pair of’ya need to behave or Seven will not assimilate you.
you know you’ve finally lost it when your alter-egos start arguing with one another *sigh*
To quote a Co of mine from long, long ago, “It’s not talking to yourself that is bad; it’s only when you lose all the arguments.”
the problem is I’m not sure who won that one.
“How much is this ice green dress?”
“There’s no such color as ice green. The dress is 59.99”
“Oh, really? Cause I’d have paid over 600$ for this ice green dress.”
“Oh yeah? Well it’s 59.99, and there’s still no such color as ice green. It’s ice blue, and sea green, but not ice green.”
“Are you sure it’s 59.99? Cause I’d pay you over 600$ for it!”
“Lady, you wanna give me over 600$ for a dress that cost 59.99?”
“Yeah”
“Be my guest. You can call it any color you want”.
If her ice is that shade of green, she has more problems than $80/$85/$100 can fix.
“I’m going to prom!”
“Uh, that’s nice… would you like to look at some dresses ma’am?”
“I’m going to prom!”
“Yes, you did say that. We have many dresses that would fit your… unusual size. If you’d like to try any of them on we have changing rooms over there.”
“I’m going to prom!”
“How about this dress. It’s green and $600. It will most likely fit you.”
“I’M GOING TO PROM!”
Taco, did I mention yesterday that you don’t have an “off” button?
*but I luvz that about you
Something about this reminded me of that show Crank Yankers. Particularly when Special Ed called the tech help line:
*ring*
*tech answers*
*blah blah*
“I’ve got mail!”
” I’ve got mail!”
“I’ve got mail!
I’ve got mail!”
“I’ve got mail!”
*repeat repeat repeat etc. etc. etc.*
“YAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!”
*click*
Nicole,
I see you have the same model of catulator I have! Sweet.
My favorite was when he was going to Hawaii: I’m going to Hawaii, I’m going to Hawaii, I’m going to Hawaii!
But how much for the necklace?
Depends on which Wal-Mart you go to.
Or which dollar store.
The dollar store is for everyday jewelry. For a special occasion like the prom or a wedding, you want to splurge a little. Maybe even go to Target.
I think this is a typing/spelling fail — she probably meant “a nice” green dress, but got confused while at the keyboard — then tried to backpedal by saying she “mint” it was green.
Never mind the price(s) and the color(s) – I’m concerned about the fact that it is taking up ALL the room in her closet. Just how big is this dress? And why would I want it in my closet if it’s going to expand to take up all the room?
My guess is that the dress is like pain, or class-prep time, in that it expands to fill whatever space is allotted it.
Maybe it’s made of a gas. (What gases are green? Chlorine? Argon?)
Swamp.
Or for more devastating effect… halitosis.
It would take up a hell of a lot less room if she took the girl out of it.
Oh yeah, like that would work, then she’d only have her imaginary friends to talk to.
I’m sure Krypton must be green.
Not only did you beat me to this comment, but your cat looks just like mine!
I think it’s fairly obvious that are cats are actually twin aliens and that they are controlling our thoughts.
Now, I have never worn a prom dress (*cue Batmanuel voice* but I have taken off a few, if you know what I’m saying), so I have to wonder – What could this thing be made of that it’s taking up all the space in her closet? Plaster? Old taffy? I guess it looks like it could be fairly solid.
Or maybe I’m looking at this all wrong. Maybe she has a very skinny closet.
I’m betting this is one of those crinoline thingies–she doesn’t have a full-length photo. It probably expands exponentially from the hips down (I know the feeling!).
I wore one of these once while driving, and it’s a real challenge to pack it underneath the steering wheel. When I opened the car door, I sort of exploded out into the parking lot.
I was subjected to a hoopskirt exactly once in my life. It was like wearing my own personal force field.
Better than those victorian era “phanny” (Crinolette) dresses. Yes pick the Crinolette dress for all natural butt enhancement.
I like enhanced BUTTS! and I cannot lie…
[Self corey] Actually the Renaissance era Farthingale dress is a better example of the butt enhancing dress. However, most associate that style of dress with the later Crinolette stylings.[/corey]
Also, as to how I know so much about women’s dresses, I’ll leave that to the imagination. Mostly because, once again, the truth is way more boring than the imagination.
We all know where you learned that, Taco: the Hannah Montana forums. No need to be shy.
Ooh…Lola gets +10 for her well-placed-snark this morning.
Perhaps her closet is smaller than a bread box (must we REALLY use bread boxes anymore as a standard unit of measure?).
Perhaps she’s mistaken her closet for the kitchen pantry [mint & celery & ice].
Perhaps she’s got so many skeletons in there at her tender age of 18, that she needs to make more room for Phase II of her life.
She obviously is a girl with a definite
AGENDAPLAN!You Victorian brothers can’t deny…
(Highly recommended link above.)
Also, crinoline or hoop skirts make it hard to see what’s got ahold of your legs… well and still be modest anyway. Hmm.. makes you wonder if there is a midget hiding in the skirt and THAT’s why the dress won’t fit in the closet?
She spelled pron wrong.
You could get a lot of pron dresses out of that thing – probably enough to open your own pron dress store.
Aren’t pron dresses made by the same tailors who made the Emperor’s new clothes?
yes, but they usually have thinner shoulder straps.
And some have extensive alterations.
Pron dresses come in only one color: clear.
Really? The ones at the local gentleman’s club are always in gold lame or hot pink. And that’s the most attractive thing on these ‘ladies’.
Kudos to dan for the TMBG reference. That’s an ear worm I can live with for the rest of the day…
Glad I’m not the only one to notice that. 😉 (a place that’s warm!)
Aha! This person has somehow happened upon Schrödinger’s Dress! You never know what color or value it will be until you observe it. Her problem is that she just keeps on looking at it then away from it over and over while writing the ad.
Perhaps she could solve her own problem by simply closing her closet door and then opening it again; next time she observes the dress, it may only take up a very small amount of her closet, and then she can once more fit other things inside.
Going to prom is she? Well, bust my corset! Why didn’t you say that in the first place? Well now, that’s a dress of a different color!
Oz FTW
“Schrödinger’s Dress!”?
How would you ever get all the cat fur off?
Bad enough to be fine fibers that have a natural surface-tension adhesion to all things.
But, to be deterministic as well, that would be Sissyphean. Brush fur away. See more. Brush. Repeat.
No wonder Sparkie wants this out of her closet . . .
Or this is a tardis dress? And the price changes as the dress resonates across time?
If it’s a TARDIS dress in the picture, how many people are actually in it?
Also, would that mean that the woman selling the dress is probably Fourteen or something.
Is that 14FIRM, or vague, loose, ill-percieved, or Leap Years?
Also, Dude, tardis is not the preferred nomenclature…
and the preferred is…?
Also Squee!
haha, I love the description
“When you connect or disconnect a device, the blue light on top flashes and the dematerialization ‘vworp, vworp’ sound starts sawing away at your lugholes. Thankfully it doesn’t actually vanish into the time vortex, so you can enjoy the classic grating din again and again by plugging in more devices”
Taco, am I seeing things or did you just Squee like a fangirl?
They’re selling from from think geek for 30 bucks. I am sorely tempted.
how about this to complete the set?
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Doctor-Who-Dalek-Webcam-Microphone/dp/B000F487L0/ref=cm_cr_pr_sims_t
Apparently somebody re-engineered the USB hub to include a mini fridge:
http://gallifreyanembassy.org/vortex/?q=node/59
oh my. Now all I need is somewhere for the chips and I’m set for my next TV marathon.
You could totally use a full size Dalek head/hat turned over and hallowed out. Now if I could only find one…
Yep, that would work.
By the way Taco, I never realised you were such a nerd, lol. I like it.
Well my D&D conversations with SJ were pretty subtle :p.
ah but there are different aspects and levels of nerdiness, I know this, I live with one and apparently I am one myself, or so I’m told.
Nerdy moment for you:
My friends and I were dining at a Perkins (high class I know) sophmore year in college. Two of our glasses were sitting directly next to each other, and we noticed that the two glasses were exactly wide as one butter knife was long. We then began to measure everything on the table and standardize it to a unit of measurement we called “knife” (deep stuff). By the time the server came with the food, we had pulled out two calculators and were calculating the combined volume of all the glasses at the table in “Cubic Knives”.
To this day whenever somebody in our group talks about volumes, we ask for them to convert it to cubic knives. For example, my new car’s gas tank is 15.7 cubic knives.
For reference: 1 knife is approximately 6.5 inches. 1 cubic knife is 1.189 gallons. Yes, I have it written down. Yes, I have it memorized. Yes I have a calculator program in my TI-86 that can convert from many different units to the standardized Perkin’s knife.
Also, I just measured it and the french press on my desk is roughly .21 knives³.
OMG!!! you truly are a NERD! or should that be uber-nerd?
I think you may even be worse than my other half, and he’s pretty bad, especially when it comes to remembering “stuff”. Very helpful at a pub quiz though.
TacoMagic != nerd. TacoMagic == geek.
There is a big gray area covered by both of those terms that most of my friends and I feel we belong to. We have the specialized interestes of geeks (gaming, technology, sci-fi, comic books, spy cameras, weaponry) but we also have the nonspecialized knowledge of physics, electronic’s theory, history, floral design, and engineering design that are usually hallmarks of the nerd camp.
But since modern nerds tend to be almost intolerably arrogant and pedantic when it comes to the terminology, we do actually perfer to align ourselves with the geek camp. Far more laid back.
I’m sorry…….did you say “floral design”????
*cough*
I’m sorry, floral design?
Ok, not sure I’d want a Dalek ‘watching’ me that closely.
Oh, and Ikebana used to be reserved to the Samurai.
All that, and you still can’t distinguish between the plural and possessive forms of a noun?
You might notice the glaring absence of English. As an engineer I’m almost required to screw up English at every tern.
So it’s bigger on this inside? Oh well in that case it might fit me as I’d never fit in……
Wait!
What?!?
I hardly ever comment here because all of the rest of the comments are so much more clever than I could ever hope to be, however I had to give you props, drmk, for the reference to one of my favorite obscure They Might Be Giants songs!
The world’s adress
A place that’s worn
A sad pun that reflects a sadder mess
I’ll repeat it for those who may not have already guessed
The world’s adress
YAY!
Whoops! Spelling fail in my comment.
Song lyrics should say “The world’s address”.
If I had a million dollars, I’d buy you a green dress
but not a real green dress, that’s cruel.
If I had a million dollars, I’d buy you an exotic pet
like a llamanun or an ostrimu.
I’d buy you a monkey. Haven’t you always wanted a monkey?
If you get a monkey, you’ll have nothing to hide.
I confess… I LOVE that song!!
Who in the sweet Alfred Angelo hell would spend $600 on their daughter’s prom dress?
The mom in me is having a hard time taking deep breaths right now.
Ah, but that’s $600 in the Internet world. In real life it could be 100/55/300 firm.
Same people who spend $8,000+ on a wedding dress (I’ve met a few) and $100,000 on the wedding.
Me? I borrowed a dress for prom. All it cost me was drycleaning afterward. And a night of sheer boredom from which my soul has taken 20 years from which to recover/de-shrivel. (Let’s just say that my parents took one look at my date and knew I wouldn’t be getting up to any prom nite hanky panky.)
My senior prom night:
Goldeneye 007 tournament followed by an all night Bond marathon. Yeah, my social group didn’t have a lot of dates in HS. Most of us are still trying to figure out how we ended up getting women to marry us. Must be the odds of monitary stability that comes with the territory*.
*It should be noted that we were nerds, not basement geeks (See WoW addiction).
Goldeneye at your senior prom? Oh, my, you are much younger than I imagined! I sort of thought middle-aged middle management guy with a good sense of humour.
Try 28 and boring.
However, I already shake my cane at the new-age gamers and cry, “In my day we had 3 lives, no save points, and the princess we had to save wasn’t even that attractive. And we were thankful!”
These new trendy x-box gamers really erk my ire. *Shakes his cane*.
I bet you’ve got an Amiga somewhere too right?
Nope, but I do have a Colecovision and an Atari 2600. My parents actually didn’t buy me a computer until I was in 7th grade. A blazin’ IBM 384 with windows 3.1 on it. Hawt damn!
*386. I got distracted by coffee and forgot to profred.
I remember the Atari! In the dim, misty depths of my childhood(1994 or ’95), my
cheapskatethrifty dad thought it would be a good idea to give us the one he got as a wedding gift rather than buying us a Playstation.*(Spoken with the thick sarcasm only a fourteen year old girl can muster)*”Great Dad. Now I can play Pong.”*(Insert eyeroll)*
Taco, you’d get on fine with my hubby, he has quite a collection. An Atari (not sure on model and he’s not here to ask) an Amiga 1200 (still in fully working order) plus a heap of consoles of various types and ages, from a mega drive to an Xbox 360. I think he might still have a master system somewhere too, oh and a Dreamcast.
This is why I don’t really use the spare room….
On last count I had nearly 30 varying game systems, stretching from the Colecovision to my more recent Playstation 3 (It also includes all my various Gameboys, which account for 7 of the entries).
I’m slowly getting everything set up in my Man cave, along with all my posters and various paraphernalia. My wife is also currently crocheting me a katamari for my desk at work. I’ma put it next to Zahor. I’m also going to put rare earth magnets in it so I can get a good sized ball of office supplies going. Might just use it as a paperclip holder, not sure yet.
I might have a small obsession going on here. I’ll spare you the full listnig of my P&P books though.
oh I’ve totally lost count on the stuff we’ve got here, but there’s pretty much all the usual suspects, apart from nintendo stuff, we only have a GameCube, didn’t bother with the earlier stuff.
Oh and yes we have a full set of Gameboys too, including a couple of duplicates. Well actually most of those are mine (hubby only has a DS Lite and a DSi XL) I also still have my own Dreamcast and a MegaDrive, but he has all the newer stuff so I use his if I want to.
No early Nintendo stuff!? But, but… what do you do when you see the big shoebox full of NES games for pennies each at a yard sale!? You just HAVE to buy it when the whole box is only £1, don’t you?
*gibbers*
There, there Taco……and breath………..
I’m currently typing this on a Commodore 64 – oh wait, no I’m not – I’m using the C-64 as my media server.
So here’s a little story that will make ol’ Taco jealous…
In the mid-1980s, my folks split up and my mom went to work. She got a secretarial gig at this local outfit called the Connecticut Leather Company. Y’all might know it as CoLeCo. Her job was in the video game unit.
As a 10-year-old kid, this was the greatest job a mom could have. I had a Colecovision, of course, and every so often she’d bring home something for me to try out. This was usually in the form of a circuit board that fit into the cartridge slot with EPROMs, and was an unreleased test game.
But the best was school vacations. Being a single mom making minimum wage, it was easier to take me to work with her. The programmers would put me behind game after game, having me test the gameplay without giving me instructions, to see how well I could do. At the end of the day, they paid me in a free game, and my mom got free kid-sitting.
Best. Mom. Ever.
Irregular Fractal, you do realise there are probably an awful lot of people pulling faces at you through their monitors right now don’t you?
None of the straight guys would go with me to prom, so I ended up taking the gay guy to the prom. He pretty much ditched me (that was expected) once we got there. I didn’t have the money for a pretty prom dress, and none of them fit me right anyway, so I ended up with a $40 regular dress that was black with some floral print on it. One of my friends mother’s did my hair…. she sprayed glue -GLUE- in it to make it stay in curls (that was not fun to get out).
I only went so that I wouldn’t look back and say, “I never got to go to the prom.”
Well, I went, and regret it anyway.
Cheers to crappy high school experiences, Lola.
Yeah, I went so that I could say I had.
I don’t do things because they’re expected any more, I do them because I want to (or it will make someone I care about happy).
That’s what they invented therapy for.
I’ll borrow your similar experiences and then raise you some Catholic High School shudderabelia to add to that Meme Book of Doo-Doo you’ve got there Silva.
I’m surprised I didn’t turn out Republican.
p.s. So what are you saying there Lola? You are still going to pron to make the boys happy? You sly cougar, you!
I find that Catholic Schools in general don’t seem to be doing the Republican party any favors as far as new recruits are involved.
Taco, that only works for recruiting Republicans if you wear a THREE wolf tshirt and you can say “et cum spiritu tuo” three times real fast with your eyes closed.
Mudsy, if I did go, I’d be all like Kristen Chenoweth’s character on Glee. High school would have been craploads better if I had a flask. As it was, I had a Darvon scrip for all four years (and later) but it could always have been improved upon.
Alas, I was perfect in high school. It was only after I got out that I realized my full potential. It was about that time that my mother took up the dogmatic rituals of The Novena only to discover (to her horror) its great potential of failure.
I didn’t go to my prom & almost 30 years later I’m still happy about it. Get a little grin & sometimes dance a little in the kitchen. I shopped with my best girl-friend for a dress and she went with my best boy-friend, then the 2 of them came & picked me up and we went to a couple of parties. I don’t remember much except being proud that I didn’t cave despite the 2 nice friends who asked me to go with them, and smiling and nodding at everyone at the parties who tried to tell me I missed a great prom. I could see in their eyes they didn’t believe themselves. Ha!
Went to my prom with my wife (well, not my wife at the time) – 42 years ago. It was the ONLY good thing that I can recall from high school. I’m not entirely sure she would agree that it was a good thing, but she hasn’t killed me in my sleep yet, either.
Hmm, perhaps these contretemps are from forgetting that the term comes from “promenade” when the marriage-age chattel daughters were debuted to catch the eye of parties with the potential for the bride price.
Even if we presume on the most innocent of motives in parading the members of the scholastic Junior class, debutants of a sort before becoming Seniors themselves, it still rings of plutocracy to me.
And, if I remember the spring of 1978 at all, the time set conflicted with the Highland games, and pitching a caber or hammer was a far better use of my time.
My aunt.
She’s one of the most shallow, superficial people I know (mostly because an impoverished upbringing made her covetous of material things). Now that she owns her own buisness, she has little else to do but buy herself and her daughters expensive clothing and accessories. When her daughters turned 16 they recieved Prada handbags from their mother (Something like $900 each). I would imagine, by this logic, that she wouldn’t let her daughters be seen at prom in any dress that cost less than $1,000.
On a related note: it is apparently bad form to tell the materialistic, snob daughter of your aunt that her $900 purse is ugly and looks like something a baffled 90 year old woman would use. You’ll end up listening to a 15 minute tirade about why her ugly-ass purse is better than your wife’s functional and attractive $23 one.
For those who are interested, the reason it’s better was described to me as follows: “It’s more expensive and glamour magazines tell us it is better, thus it is.” That’s an argument that totally worked on her cheapskate cousin who was wearing 501 jeans and a 3 wolf moon shirt*.
*This may not be true**.
**There are only 2 wolves on my moon shirt.
It might be “bad form”, but I bet it was funny as hell.
It was rather funny, yes. The two minutes of her spluttering in surprise and anger trying to recover from the shock of me not “getting” her purse was totally worth having her scream at me.
In a certain way, I do love California. It makes some people really easy to needle.
And it serves her right for spending that sort of money on a purse. You’re suppose to put money in it, not spend a fortune on it.
(If anyone’s curious,(and who isn’t)I use a totebag I made with about $2 worth of fabric. It’s bright blue with little dancing skeletons on it and it rocks.)
I’m sure the most I’ve ever spent on a bag (purse) is about £20, and that’s my only “posh” one, which comes out for all special occasions. It’s a simple patent black leather one, that goes with everything and is small enough to look nice, but large enough to still handle what I may need.
For anything like $900 I’d expect at 4 or 5 bags, matching shoes for each one, and the dresses to go with them.
You know, I’m not really sure why I called it a granny purse. I must just be mean, right?
eeewww that’s ugly.
Very ugly. It reminds me of my sister’s, except hers is Hello Kitty.
(quick Google image search)
It looks like this one;
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&size=l&tid=12893525
I have an expensive purse that I got at a HUGE markdown at the bargain store. I rarely buy anything that’s not on sale. Designer brands are fine, but not designer prices.
Some people like to flaunt price tags as if the extra dollars are status symbols.
I do have a Coach purse. My friend insisted that it would last forever and was well worth the money. I paid about $200 for it. I have used for the past 12 years and is still in great shape. But it is the only purse I use and I have not bought another since (though I wouldn’t mind having a black one if they weren’t over $300 now).
Penguin, I have a Dooney and Burke med satchel that’s 9 years old and cost around $235 at the time. I don’t carry it year-round, but I will carry it until it dies, which should be a very long time. I just replaced one of their wallets that I’d carried 7 years (it replaced another of around the same vintage). I paid more for a larger one of a different brand and intend to carry it for forever. Paying for something that is well-made and from quality materials and which you intend to last for years or even decades is one thing, and definitely defensible to me. I went through enough cute but cheap and cheaply-made bags to feel the investment was worth it. Paying thousands for something butt-ugly and/or likely to go out of style next week or year, which seems like Taco’s described scenario, is different. Athought IMO Prada bags aren’t ugly, usually; they’re boring and do not have (to me) styling or detailing that sets them apart (one of the reasons they’re easy to copy).
/rant
Oh, I wouldn’t pay $50 for some of those designer bags out there much less hundreds.
sarajean, dev, Lola, penguin, Silva, Taco….. OMG, you guys are such girls!
*(peeks down shirt)*
Damn, you’re right.
I’m waiting for Taco to do that…*
*that didn’t come out right
Okay, first…Taco is only 28??? I have kids older than him…don’t know whether to cry or..okay, I’ll just cry…
Second, I have a friend into designer purses…Coach, I think. Anywho, she sent me a link once to a site and told me that she was getting one of the purses on that page.
It was ugly…I thought they were all ugly…
She was simply shocked I didn’t appreciate a $400 purse. I’m the person who walks into Wal-Mart, heads for the purse clearance, grabs one that looks big enough to hold my stuff, and shouts “Score!”…why she thought I’d give a rat’s patooty about a Coach bag is beyond me.
Oh, and I’m the same way with shoes…except for Nikes. I’m a snob, and will only wear certain kinds…might have something to do with the absolute disaster area that I affectionately call “my back”.
I’ve been decluttering and I think I have probably thrown out clothes that are older than Taco. I am sure, if I dig enough, I can find a cheap purse from my pre-Coach days that about as old as him. If I do, I’ll give it to Taco.
Oh Taco – I love you! (in a man-to-man, arms-length away, cough-cough, avert eyes kind of way) That is just the kind of thing that I would do (and have done) with very gratifying results. Thanks for sharing.
One thing though – for the love of Clothes-pin Jeebus, couldn’t you have at least splurged for the third wolf. Gotta keep up appearances, Man.
There were two private girls’ schools in my city, mine, which was middle-class with pretensions to better things, and The Other, which was sooooooooooper-elitist. Girls would fly to _Australia_ (~3 hour ‘international’ flight, around NZ$400 return) to get their HAIR CUT for the school ball. While there, they would also pick up dresses that were never less than NZ$1,000. Oh, they were also forbidden from wearing black and, in their final year of school, were presented to the Governor General at his official residence before the ball.
I got a friend of mum’s to make my dress from a design I found on a designer brand’s website, advertised at AUD$1,800. I paid NZD$200 for labour and materials, most of which went on the gorgeous hand-stitched bodice which I designed the pattern for. I’ve worn it to four balls thus far (huzzah for Uni where each Dept. has its own ball each year!) and will hopefully wear it to a couple more yet. I figure ~$40/wear is pretty decent.
Wow.
As a side note, when did the adore button finally arrive?
-awards YSAC 20 kittens-
http://www.yousuckatcraigslist.com/?p=4440
I’m waiting for drmk/dan to find out they have five new kittens!
Wait, we had 15?
No, we had 42. Then someone got the Fish flavored shampoo for bath day…
$300 – prom dress
$100 – shoes and jewelry
$50 – undergarments
$50 – makeup and nails done
$100 – updo with extensions.
A fat ugly greeny-color dress that reminds you of a lousy prom night that ended with you breaking up with your boyfriend…? SOLD for $85 FIRM.
It’s been a couple of years (ok, over two decades) since I was in high school and I never went to prom. Isn’t prom usually attended by Juniors and Seniors? If so, this would (most likely) have the seller either in possession or soon to be in possession of a diploma that says she has met certain requirements including math skills and is ready to seek her place in the world.
I think I need an icy, mint (beautiful green) julep.
Graduating from high school USED to require a certain level of academic achievement. However this hasn’t really been true for about 2 decades.
In my highschool maintaining C- average in wholly remedial and “liberal life-science” courses (Home Ec, Shop Class, Appreciation of TV Drama) was enough to get the diploma. And if you break your butt taking nothing but honors courses and maintaining a high GPA, you get the same diploma and some window drape cording.
And that is one of the reasons we homeschool. My daughter tells me that I hate her and that I torture her because I make her do math. When she gets older and is able to pay for kibble, I will let her have a catulator to figure out the price of minty shell prom dresses. Until then, it will be the old-fashioned way – fingers and toes.
C’mon, TacoMagic…you ARE a middle-aged man, aren’t you!
Nuh, uh. It says so on my driver’s liscense and everything!
No child left behind has turned into “We already tried once, we don’t want ’em again! Send them to the next grade!”.
Just in time for the horses running this weekend!
*oh fiddle dee dee*
Hmm, trying to think of a less-caramel-colored bourbon (that is not Suntori ) to get a nice green-colored beverage.
Do know of shindig among the horse-raising set that serves everclear juleps, but those are as dangerous as juggling nitroglycerine.
Make me a double Cappy! All this talk of purses and prom dresses is making me juggly.
Not happening here; only proper bourbons, tequilas, and malt whisky at my house.
And I have no muddler for the mint, sadly.
Nor a proper Col Sander’s suit (thought of same after being forwarded a mint-julep cake recipe today).
Question: is the state of “juggly” aking to being giggety while possessing an earthenware crock (of any hue or age)?
No, that would be amphora-y.
Darn, now my dreams are shards.
Teach me to dig a midden all day.
As the Beatles would say….. “I dig a pony…..”
Well, you can celebrate anything you want.
And Cap’n can syndicate any boat he rows.
Another Song:
It’s not that easy naming green,
Having to match my dress is not that keen,
When I think it could be nicer, spending time picking a price,
or doing math, or something much more practical like that.
It’s not easy naming green.
It seems a nice, a minty thing.
But people pass you over, cause they think you’re color blind
Or just plain blind, or some other bodily or mental handicap that could
be named.
But green’s the color of the ice!
Or maybe it’s just really nice!
And green can be domestic like split-peas, or refreshing
like spearmint,
Or expanding like the space-time continuum.
When green is all there is to wear,
It could make you want to cry. But why?
tell me why, tell me why
I spent $600 wearing green, and it’s size 12,
when my body is 16.
Hey! No Band Names, yet?
Police Box Tardis opening for Taco Squee and The Granny Purses
…. that’s all I got…
Fab-ulous!
The Tardis Dresses opening for The Dungeon Geeks and the latest rap/hip-hop sensation, Minty Ice.
Never thought I’d hear of Dresses opening for Geeks.
There’s a geek population subgroup known as hot geeks (usually, good looking but seriously geeky, and at least a moderate amount of skills with girls), so yeah, in theory, dresses could open for them.
… Not that I’d know anything about that.
Zachary Quinto, for example.
Well, dear Lola, the question becomes one of distaff geeks wearing dresses. Never seemed all that common to me. Well, excepting SCA, Faires, RHPS, and the like.
The Minty Green Ice Queens
All else being considered, the real question is this:
Is the body minty, extra minty, or like a Winter Bagel?
Yes
Is anyone else getting the “Sexy Cocktail Dresses – Dress Sexy for Your Killer Date, Under $100!” ad? Because no matter how I try to read it, I can only see it either telling me I need to look hot so that an awesome temporal demarcation will {approve of | fancy | pay} me, or so that my homocidal, but affordable, beau will. Either-eyether, I’m not keen to oblige.
Also, who on earth pays more than $100 for a dress for a date?? Except Richard Gere in Pretty Woman, I mean.
$100 for a dress for a simple date? No way! Not unless it came with a nice bag, and matching shoes, and stockings, and a nice set of undies, and……..
Yay TMBG! That is all.
You need some help with that couch, Mister?
Hey, if you haven’t, please vote for YSaC today and tomorrow (you can vote every 24 hours, and tomorrow is the last day) by clicking the link for Blog Interviewer that drmk has provided. Not only are we now losing, but we are losing to something called “Organized Doodles” which is an appallingly treacly blog full of cute pictures [gag].
I could tolerate losing to ninja robots, but doodles?
Whew, I am exhausted just reading these posts! Good job, as always. Now, Penguin, the moment you have been waiting for. Song cue very much! Punchity Punch Punch!
Thanks. If I get enough of these can I get a.free.coffee?
Gosh! So she’s selling it for 100 dollars… no, for 80 dollars… but if I buy her damn ice mint spinach lettuce green dress today, she’ll sell it for 85 “firm”… However, she bought it for 600 dollars… 600 – 100 = 500; 600-80=520; 600-85=515; if she sells the dress 5 dollars cheaper each day, I’ll have to wait until August to have it for free… and then burn it… I gotta get some rest.
Ok, I didn’t see anyone else comment on this, maybe to be nice to this unknown girl who will most likely never read this, but size 10??? Really?? I’m a size 12/13 and she is at least as big as I am (I asked another person and they said that she is actually quite a bit bigger)…
So either she is stapled into the dress, or she is lying to save face, or she doesn’t know how to read the tags on clothes…I’m guessing the latter.
Opinions?
Nobody knows this song! WIN!
Maybe the “Green” was in “Mint” condition?