Drunken Noodle: My Thai

My Thai is located at the Brambleton Shopping Center. The first time we ate there, about a year ago, it was embarrassing. The plaza was relatively new so business was still very slow. Even though it was a Friday night, the place was empty and they sat us right by the freaking window as if to say, "Look! People eat here! We're open!" Plus, we also got the undivided attention of like four wait staffs who had nothing else to do since we were the only people inside. It was just... awkward.

Well, business has definitely picked up and the place was packed when we ate there recently. Understandably so, the food was really good. I, of course, had the drunken noodle:


Now, I don't want to jump the gun and say that this is the best drunken noodle in NoVa, but it is definitely the best I've had so far. It was spicy enough to be interesting but not so much that I needed to sip some water after each bite. The texture was great, not too dry but not too greasy feeling. The portion was also perfectly balanced. The dude next to me kept eyeing my plate while he contemplated his order. He ended up getting the same thing as me. Yeah! I picked a winner that night!

If we go back when I'm not on a drunken noodle kick, I'd get what Michael ordered:


Don't really remember what it was called but it was OMG so good. Maybe I should save the picture on my camera so I can just whip it out and go, "Yes, can I order this please?"

I was full enough that I didn't need dessert but not so full that I would rule it out. I kind of wanted to order dessert, just because the food was so good I just wanted to keep that good food vibe rolling, you know? I asked Michael if he wanted to split but he was all, "I read that you shouldn't order dessert at a restaurant because it's heavily marked up and it's never as good or fresh as getting it somewhere else." Well, yeah, okay... that advice makes sense if you live in a more metropolitan area, where they have bakeries and pie shops and whatever, that specializes baked goods but they don't really exist in the suburbs. And you know, a brownie isn't exactly what I want to eat after Thai food.

What's the Deal?

I usually buy into the belief that the world is operated by people who know what they're doing and who, generally, are smarter than me. Decisions made are made rationally and with efficiency in mind. If something seems completely nonsensical it just seems that way because there's something behind the scene, some fact, some procedure, some trend, something that I don't know.

I want to know what that "something" is in regards to this:


It is a vending machine that sells high end electronics such as:


digital cameras and GPS
and iPods.

I'm just... confused. Who would buy expensive electronics from a vending machine in the men's dept of Macy's? Vending machines are more of an impulse buy deal and anyone who buys $100 to $300 electronics on an impulse probably isn't shopping at Macy's. Are they just hoping to catch the people who'll see this as a sign, like, "Oh, I've been thinking about buying a new iPod and look! It's a sign!"

I don't know, the concept just seems so... odd. Why is there a need for this? Is there a need for this? There must be since it exists, but who's need does it serve?

I can see it making more sense if it was inside a Target or Best Buy but Macy's? No one's like, "I need a digital camera... let's check out Macy's."

Is it owned and operated by Macy's? Can I return it there if I don't like it? If so, why not just a glass case- like Target? Is it for the novelty factor? Does Macy's think this will somehow make them look cool and hip and futuristic ('cause it doesn't... you're still Macy's)?

I don't get it.

Book Mark Clean Out!

I don't know what's wrong with me, can't seem to snap myself out of this funk. This has just been a bad week for me, blergh. While I try to snap out of it, here are some posts you might find interesting.

F.U. Nited- I don't understand what's so unfair about this policy. If you require the space of 2 seats than you should pay for 2 seats. Right? And her comment about how people need to get used to stranger's fat pushing up against them 'cause that's life? Um... no. I paid for my seat, my little, tiny space, the fat person didn't. They have no right to encroach on my space.

iTunes Update: Sales May be Down, But Revenue is Up- I haven't bought anything off iTunes since the price hike- so lame. I guess I should use up the gift card I have but, after that, I'm done with iTunes. Shockhound is still 99 cents and they have cooler free music.

The Road to Financial Armageddon- I enjoy reading about other people's finances. Trent, at The Simple Dollar, has a well written series on how he got himself into, and out of, a crap load of debt.

Applesauce Muffins- Do you know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man?

Eat Your Sushi Now, Tuna Will be Wiped out By 2012- Really? 2012? There are those who really believe that the world will end in 2012 due to some Mayan calender ending or the Earth tilting or something. Is 2012 really going to be the end of the world? Should I just stop contributing to my 401(k) and start stock piling dry food and bottled water? I've also heard that bananas and tigers will be gone by 2012. Aren't there like tuna farms? I mean, they farm a whole mess of sea foods, why not tuna?

Latest Brew-Ha-Ha: Cancer in Your Tea Cup- People are always up in smokers face with their, "Smoking causes cancer!" Yeah, well, everything causes cancer.

Man May Lose Home Over Refusal to Pay Dog-Walking Fines- I hate people who feel that they can always have their cake and eat it to- sometimes, you can't. For example, if you buy a house in an HOA, than you have to abide by the HOA rules. Really, they make you sign a contract and all. If you think HOA's are fascists (as some do) than, don't live in a neighborhood with an HOA! Only a raging douche would rather spend $100,000 fighting the HOA rather than walking his dog on a leash.

Quick, Natural, Head-to-Toe Clean- Intrigued, but scared to try it. I don't want to smell like vinegar. I just want my hair back! I had nice, shiny, smooth, soft, soft hair... in middle and high school. I don't know if it's all the dyeing or age or what but now my hair just feels... bleh.

The Four Types of Secondhand Studs- "See, secondhand shopping isn’t a hobby so much as a sport of high-highs and low-lows."- Agreed.

What To Do With...? 75 Tips for Leftovers and Ingredients- Is "really bad homemade spaghetti meat sauce" on there? I have a big pot of it in taking up valuable space in my fridge right now.

Fast Food Gets Fast-Tracked to 21st Century With McCafe- I would not buy any drinks from McCafe 'cause I know it's going to be weak and sugary. Plus, not to be mean but, a lot of the McDonalds register monkeys around here have a hard enough time understanding my chicken McNugget order. Oh, and if you are self conscious about the fast food label on your take out cup, you might have issues.

Do Our Voices Always Reveal Our Gender?- Man, and I thought I had a deep voice. I really feel sorry for these people.

Do Discount Designer Duds Make the Grade?- Yeah, that Norma Kamli line at Walmart? Garbage. It looked and felt like crap.

Drunken Noodle: Taste of Burma

My quest for the best drunken noodle continues!

We recalled a pretty good Thai place in Countryside so we decided to check it out. As I was looking down the menu I realized that something didn't seem very...Thai. It just seemed a wee bit unfamiliar and different. That's when Michael pointed out that the place is called Taste of Burma. It annoys me when people tell me that Korean food is very similar to Japanese food since they are quiet different. So, I apologize to all Thai and Burmese for thinking their foods are very similar.

Burmese or not, they still had drunken noodle on the menu and, in terms of my quest, that's what mattered.


It was... okay. I remembered Taste of Burma as being really good so I was a bit disappointed. Maybe my expectations were too high? The noodles were just a bit too dry and the dish was not spicy enough (or at all, for that matter).

The service was also a bit lacking. The wait staff consisted of ratty looking teens in stained street clothes refilling our drinks in between their skate/long boarding stunts outside. They weren't rude, just ignorant of what customer service entails. I guess one shouldn't expect much out of untrained 14 year olds. I assume they were the owner's kids helping out.


Michael is not on any culinary quest so he ordered the... Malaysian street noodle? It was something street noodle starting with the letter "m". It was good but the sauce was curry based and I'm not a fan of curry- unless it's the utensil staining instant kind. And, even then, I can only stand to have it a few times a year.

The portion was satiating but still left us wanting more so we ordered dessert. We got the tapioca pudding.


This was the first tapioca (outside of the occasional bubble tea) I've ever had and it was very good. My trypophobia got to me and it started to look really... gross... but it was still very tasty.

Off Topic:

I watched a lot of old movies growing up, mostly musicals- they always had the prettiest clothes. One of my all time favorite as kid was Thoroughly Modern Millie. I remember being enthralled with all the amazing dresses. Fast forward a decade and some years. I bought the DVD on sale and couldn't wait to get it home to watch it. My sister loved the movie as well so we decided to watch it together. Afterward, both of us were like, "Wow! It's really racist and offensive!"

I bring it up because one of the notable scene in the movie is the tapioca dance scene:



Watch the clip for the awesome costumes and the fun dance scene featuring Julie Andrews and Mary Tyler Moore.

I Have Very Honest Neighbors

Feeling a bit blah and down at the moment, not sure what's wrong.

If only money grew on trees....


... I think I would be a lot happier.

Thanks for Artificially Inflating the Price

I am mad at all the antique jewelry dealers right now.


Shopping at Leesburg made me realize that, thanks to those people, there are thousands upon thousands of beautiful, gorgeous, amazing pieces that I will never get to own because I refuse to pay their inflated prices.

Leesburg is the capital of Loudoun County. And, like most capitals, there are 3 distinct parts of Leesburg: the ghetto, the nice, expensive area, and the historic area. I, of course, am only interested in the historic part.


It's funny how grass is greener on the other side. Here I am, traipsing all over the place, burning gas left and right, when, there is a pretty good old, down town scene just 6 miles west of where I live. Don't get me wrong, it's still too... new, too close to recent urban growth, to be very interesting but, when I'm in a mood for something old, it's a quick fix.

Have I told you that I have like a sixth sense when it comes to spotting thrift stores? I can just sense them somehow. As I was driving to the parking garage, I got this feeling... and, what do you know...

Bam!


A brand new thrift store opened up right across from the parking garage!

It is, by far, the nicest thrift store I've been in. With a fire place, wooden floors, two levels, and good presentation it looked more like a consignment shop or a small boutique than a thrift store. They had some old watches for $2 that I had my eye on but I decided to pass... I kind of wish I didn't.


This is another scene from the parking garage. I have always thought it would be cool to live on the top floor of that house with the balcony. Sure, the view would suck (a big, brick parking garage) but, I would have a huge balcony.


I've always been fascinated with alleys. Maybe it's 'cause I've lived in a suburb all my life. We don't have alleys in suburbs. I know alley's are suppose filled with bad and gross things but not always. I mean, this one has a cute, fake dog.


We had lunch at the Georgetown Cafe. The price isn't bad ($10-$15) but kind of over priced considering how mediocre everything- the food, the ambiance, and the service- was.


I had a ham sandwich with a thick slab of brie. I dont like sandwiches but I didn't feel like paying $13 for lasgna at a non-Italian place. It was... meh. I can't believe I paid $9 for a sandwich.


Michael had the fish and chips. Again, it was meh.

My favorite thing about Leesburg, about the only reason I go to downtown Leesburg, is to visit the Black Shutter Antique Center.


This place is amazing! It is crammed, top to bottom with antique jewelries (and other various antiques).

The place is like a maze where you go through room after room, up stairs, down stairs, through more rooms and whoa! How did I end up here! No matter what room, corner, stair case, former bathroom you walk in, the first thing you think is, "Whoa, amazing!". Every doorway is like a portal to another decade. There is antique in every space they can manage.


Don't let the outside fool you, the place is huge.

My favorite place is upstairs where they have all the antique clothes.


When I first visited this place last year, it was four or six racks worth of clothes with a few bags and shoes. Now, the selection has almost tripled.


You know what that means, don't you? Some one is out there shopping at my thrift stores, snatching up my good finds so that she can come back and sell it at an insane mark up! I'm assuming who ever rents out the rooms up there (the store is called something like Suzytique so I assume her name is Suzy) lives around the area which means she's hitting up the same thrift stores that I do. NO!!!

For example, how amazing is this dress?


It's like a bad couch print and I am totally down for some bad couch prints. At a thrift store, this would run anywhere from $6-$10. How much is this chick selling it for? $75! Insane!!! Vintage bags, like the kind that I buy at thrift stores for $5 to $7, goes for $40 $75 here. Crazy. And, it looks like she's raised the prices since last year, I don't recall it being this expensive last summer.


I would so totally have bought this chandelier except she wanted something like $130 for it. No thank you.

My favorite boutique inside Black Shutter is The Wiggle Room.


Everything, including jewelry, is out in the open so you don't have to ask the nice old ladies to climb up the stairs to open up the glass case.


Check out the clasp! So cute!

The Wiggle Room is priced a bit lower than the Suzytique (or whatever it's called) but it's still over priced.


A week ago, I saw the exact same butterfly pin at the Sterling Goodwill for $2! It may look nice but it's made of cheap, flimsy, painted plastic. It wasn't worth $2, it's definitely not worth $9! I did, however, find a really cute cardigan chain for $3.

Across from the Black Shutter, we have the Leesburg Antique Emporium.


It's not nearly as cool as Black Shutter. For starters, there is a lot of fake antiques.


If you really like Anthropologie home stuff, but find it too expensive, you might like it here.


Aside from fake French Provencal stuff and other fake antiques, their selection is a bit masculine. You know, lots of memorabilia, hard wares, collectibles, etc. They do have quite a bit of antique jewelry, but not anywhere near as extensive as Black Shutter. Though, I'm not a jewelry expert (by any means) it looks like they (Leesburg Antique Emporium) carry more real stuff, you know, real precious metal and gem.

So yeah, I'm mad at all the thrift store flippers out there. Now, I feel like I must thrift often, and thrift a lot to get my hands on the good stuff before the flippers find them. The antique malls seemed really cool last year when I wasn't really into thrifting old jewelry but now, it just makes me angry. I refuse to pay $10 to $50 for something I can buy at thrift stores for $2 to $10. And, because someone got to them first, I will never own them! Tragic.

Other points of interest in Leesburg:

This is the lawn outside the court house where my sister and Walter got married.


This is La Bella, which, according to Michael, was the best Italian restaurant, ever. It's now closed so I guess I'll never find out for myself but I'll take his word for it (since he's Italian).

Rate R for Mature Content

I'm starting to get into pins and broaches. Today I was inspired by one of my favorite boxes of crackers... which was inspired by a nursery rhyme.

The Owl & The Pussycat
By Edward Lear

The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea in a beautiful pea-green boat,
they took some honey,
and plenty of money,
wrapped up in a five pound note.
The owl looked up to the stars above,
and sang to a small guitar,
"O Lovely Pussy!
O Pussy my love,
what a beautiful Pussy you are, you are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!"

Get your mind out of the gutter folks! This is a lovely, innocent poem for little children, for crying out loud! The whole thing is written on the side of the box. I wonder if Starbucks received any complaints. Some people are crazy sensitive.

Pussycat said the Owl,
"You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married!
too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away,
for a year and a day,
to the land where the bong-tree grows;
and there in a wood
a piggy-wig stood
with a ring at the end of his nose,
his nose, his nose,
with a ring at the end of his nose.

What To Do?

I just got back from the body shop and I feel stressed and blergh-y.

About a week ago, I was rear ended by a H3. Well, I guess "rear ended" is a bit strong of a word. It was more like a bumper tap. I drive a small car. If I had be rear ended by this monstrosity:


my day would have been considerably worse.

The damage is very minimal- very minimal and I almost didn't bother reporting it. Then, I started to think (and others started to urge), why should I drive around with a dinged bumper when it wasn't my fault?

After a lot of waiting, the H3 driver finally admitted fault and his insurance company accepted liability for the cost of fixing my bumper. Yay, right?

No.

So I took it in and they tell me that it will take three days to fix my bumper. Three days!!! When I needed my front bumper fixed they did it in like 2 hours and the damage was considerably more noticeable! I guess it's not a big deal since the other dude's insurance co. will pay for a rental but what to do about car rental insurance?

I really feel, for my piece of mind, that I should sign up for car rental insurance. Who knows what will happen, right? Most likely, nothing, but still- I'm just paranoid. And, though I know that I'm not unlucky, I feel like I'm the most unlucky person ever. I called my insurance company to see if I'm covered through them. Even if I am, I will have to pay the deductible, you know? My deductible's pretty high.

What if I park the car and some dude dings it?
What if I park the car and a shopping cart rams it?
What if I park the car and some idiot decides to key it for fun?

Scratches wouldn't bother me too much on my car (hey, it happens, right?) but, on a rental, I would have to pay for it. And, as I learned, little dings costs a lot.

The little ding on my car is going to cost $439.06 to fix! I almost fainted when I saw that estimate! Really, that much for a few little dents?! Insane!!!

So, even if my insurance company covers it, I would still have to pay the deductible. How much is car rental insurance anyway? Years, and years back, my dad rented a car and I think it ended up being like $6 a day, which isn't bad (though, that's still $18 that I'm paying for no good reason) but that was at least a decade ago so I imagine the cost has gone up considerably since.

Maybe I'll just play it safe and borrow my sister's car. She hardly uses it since she stays home with her baby all day. If I get a few dings on her car, it won't matter.

I don't know, what do do, what to do, what to do? Realistically, I don't think anything will happen to a rental. I mean, I've had my car for like 3 years and there are hardly any scratches on it. But still...

Sigh~ I'm so risk aversive, it's annoying.

Chicken Scallopine

Are you familiar with capers? It usually makes it to one of those "Top (insert number) Pantry Must Haves!" and, to be honest, I always assumed it was a fish of some kind. Doesn't it sound like a fish? Capers? Daria raved about them one day and that's when I learned that they were like a pickle/olive like little green balls. Yum... (?)

This recipe for Chicken Scallopine called for capers so I was excited to try it out.


Those capers, let me tell ya... They're potent little suckers. Daria warned me to go easy, I should've listened. All that caper, plus all the parsley (Why let the rest go to waste? I'll just use the entire bunch.), and the lemon created a very... um... sharp sauce. It was tempered some what by the mushroom and the cream but yeah... next time, I'm going easier on those three ingredients.

Oh, and if you're unfamiliar with capers, they are found at the condiment aisle. I was wandering the spice aisle for quite a bit until I gave up and called Daria who suggested I check the condiment aisle.

The Quest Begins!

I loooooove fat noodles and pastas- undon, fettuccine, linguine, etc.- with a nice, thick, sauce. I never understood the appeal of thin, wimpy pastas. It feels like you're eating straw.

One of my favorite Thai dish is drunken noodles. When it's good, it's fantastic- all chewy, slightly smokey, a bit spicy, and just a wee bit oily. When it's bad, it's gross. It's either way too greasy or so dry that the noodles are stuck together like rice cakes. It's either painfully spicy or so mild I may as well be eating pad see ew.

There used to be a place in Sterling called Pacific that served the best drunken noodle (ever!) but sadly, they went out of business last year.

I've been on a search ever since then.
Well, since last week actually. I haven't really had Thai food (not counting anything ordered from Pei Wei) in abut a year and suddenly, I'm on a Thai food kick, desperate to find the best drunken noodles in the area.

Recently, we tried Anothai in Ashburn/Broadlands.


They have these cool back less benches which looks nice but I'm glad it wasn't busy. I didn't want to worry about bumping backs with someone.


I ordered the drunken noodle lunch box. It was really good... the vegetables had a really... um... explosive taste. I know "explosive" sounds cheesy, so, sorry about that. But, I would bite eat a tomato and it would taste very tomato-y, same for the peppers. I guess what I'm trying to say is that the vegetables weren't over cooked to the point where it tasted dull and mushy. The noodles had a good, chewy consistency and, overall, the food was very enjoyable. However, I think I can find better.

When I had the drunken noodle at Pacific, I remember thinking, "Oh my goodness, this is so good!!!" throughout the whole meal. The next day I was trying to find someone new to eat with so that I could go there again and order the same dish. I'm looking for that kind of good, you know?

I would like to point out, however, that their (Anothai) banana spring roll thing was really good and I liked that they went with plum sauce over the traditional fish sauce for the regular spring rolls. Oh, and the fried rice, buttery and awesome.

And, since I like looking at pictures of food, this is what Michael ordered.


I wish I could remember what it was because it was really good... something about chicken and cashews..

More Scores

During my last thrifting spree, I did manage to see, and buy, some non-orange things.


This chocolate brown vintage leather bag is from the Good Shepherd Alliance Thrift Store in Countryside. I liked it's mint condition, the shininess of the leather, the removable toggle straps...


...But my favorite thing about the purse, the reason I bought the purse, is the fact that the designer is named Morris Moscowitz! You know, Moscowitz? As in Lily Moscowitz- the opinionated and outspoken BFF of the Princess of Genovia?

Oh wait, Google search shows that her name is actually Moscovitz. Oh. Well, the purse is still pretty awesome.


This vintage(?) silk(?) scarf is, again, from the Good Shepherd Alliance Thrift. As I've mentioned, I'm on a scarf kick right now. I like it because it reminds me of my dad's old ties from the '70. By the way, if I were a dude, I would have some kick ass vintage outfits. My dad, unlike my mom, held unto a lot of the stuff from his youth.

My goal, when I went thrifting, was to find some vintage jewelry. I've started to actually wear some of the pieces from my "collection" and every time I do, I always get lots of compliments, from like total strangers. And, you know, compliments are very addictive. I'm not shy about complimenting strangers on their cool stuff, I know how nice it can feel. Once, Michael and I were having a pissed off argument outside Forever 21 when this girl walks up to me and said,

"OMG! I really like your bag!"
I'm all, pish-posh! This old thing? Oh, you are too kind. "Thanks! I got it for like $3 at Old Navy."
"OMG! Really? It's really cool."
"Thank you!"

And you know, suddenly, I wasn't so pissed off at Michael any more. So yes, make the world a better place and compliment someone.

I didn't find any cool vintage jewelry but I did find this owl necklace:


Man, when did I start liking owls so much?

Insert a Bad Orange Pun Here

When I went on my thrifting spree last Friday, the first thing that caught my eyes were these pair of orange heels.


These shoes were spotted at the Salvation Army in Manasass. Not only were they super cute but they were a size 5.5 and priced at $5.99! OMG!!! Too good to be true!!! Yup, it was... they didn't fit. The heels were just a wee bit too big. Bummer.

Since the shoes, I had orange on my head the whole day.


Spotted at the Salvation Army in Herndon, in real life, the chair is more of a citrusy orange than mustard yellow. Priced at just $99, I so would've bough it if I needed a big poofy chair... and if the thought of buying upholstered furniture didn't oog me out (have you heard about the bed bug epidemic?!?!?!).


Also spotted at the Herndon Salvation Army, these shoes were size 4.5. They didn't have a cute bow like the other ones but I really liked the color. Of course, fate being cruel and all, it didn't fit (too small). I guess I just wasn't meant to have orange heels.


The orange/purple scarf (Oscar de la Renta) and the vintage bag was purchased at the Manasass Salvation Army store. I need another navy vintage purse like I need another hole in my head but it's an unusual shape and has a bow.


This vintage scarf was purchased at the Good Sheppard Alliance Thrift Store in Country Side. I've been on a scarf buying kick recently.


LOVE this skirt! It's rare for me to find anything good at the Goodwill's in Sterling but I'm glad I gave them a chance. It's 100% wool and fits perfectly (to the point where if I gain so much as a pound I won't be able to wear it). I've always wanted a skirt like this so that I could wear it with black turtle neck, crap load of black eyeliner, and maybe a black beret. Of course, I never will (turtle necks looks very bad on me) but a girl can dream.

Zebra Print Old Navy Flip Flops

When I was young, I was at a Borders, looking at an Australian fashion mag (Marie Claire, I think?). It was October (or November) but the magazine was full of beach wear. Wow, I thought, Australia must be a really hot country if they're still focusing on hot weather stuff during fall! I was flipping through and saw a spread on thongs... only there weren't any thongs... just flip flops. I wasn't smart enough to figure out the whole equator deal but I was smart enough to figure out that "thongs" was another word for flip-flops.

Fast forward several years, I'm working at JCP and I'm called down to handle a very irate customer. The customer was upset because she was charged for a pair of thongs that she didn't buy. She was super pissed off at the mere suggestion that she would ever buy such an "immoral" pair of undies. "Do I look like a hoochie to to you?! Do I look like I want a piece of fabric shoved up my ass?!"

I looked at the receipt and, sure enough, it said "thongs". But, you know, something didn't seem right. I looked at the sku number and... wait a minute... it's not from the lingerie dept. Then, ding! I remembered that Australian fashion mag from years back. "Ma'am, did you buy a pair of flip flops?" Yes. "Were they $10?" Yes. I explained to her what's up.

I used to love flip flops and wore them practically every day from March to October. Once I entered the work force, however, there were less and less opportunity to wear flip flops and I was slowly weaned off. Then, one day, Jamie got me a pair of the most awesome flip flops ever and, since then, I've been spoiled of all others.

I've been on a quest for a pair of flip flops with a sling back (to avoid the dreaded flap flap flap sound) and, after much searching, finally found a pair at Old Navy.


I'm not too crazy about the zebra print, or black, but it's only $7 and they're pretty comfy.

Ahh~ The joy of flip-flops! It's slowly starting to come back to me now.

I Wanted Macbeth But They Didn't Have It

You know what's super addictive and super fun?

Polyvore!

My brother wants to update his style. Poor boy is still stuck in the late '90s/early 2000. Everything's just a bit too loose, he wears work out sneakers as casual shoes, and he's still holding on to these God awful pair of carpenter jeans that I bought for him years ago. Carpenter jeans! My goodness, what the hell was I thinking buying those for him.

Since, according to him, I hang out with "emo" scene kids all day, he seeked my advice. I got tired of sending links back and forth so I just created a Polyvore set:

Suggestions for You by Shmonkey featuring Nike Shoes

Not the most inspiring look, I know, but he's just looking for a wardrobe update.

Polyvore is super fun and super easy. It has a very user friendly and intuitive interface. The hardest part of the whole process was coming up with user name. I used Jin6655321 out of habit then thought, "Oh no! What if he googles it 'cause he forgot the direct link? He'll find my blog! He'll forward it to our sister! Nooooo!!!" I don't write anything sensitive in here but still... you know? I have about 4 commonly used user names and web anonymity is a subject for another time so... anyway...

Yes. Polyvore is fun and easy.