Today is St. Patrick’s Day and even those without a touch o’ Irish pumping through their veins seem to be celebrating.  I mean, it’s a free pass to inhale corned beef and Guinness right?  But if partaking in traditional food and drink seem too commonplace for you, if you’re really looking to spice it up a bit, then might I suggest this lovely little number:

I mean really. You won’t even NEED a shirt that says ”Kiss me, I’m Irish!” because the ladies will come a’ chargin’!

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Yes, while Samantha is indeed part Irish you will not be seeing any foreign materials encompassing her face.

From the listing:

… I feel as if I’ve only begun my exploration about the realm of the half-round. Oh yes, more iterations definitely to come.

Can I just tell you? I AM GIDDY WITH ANTICIPATION.

Yes. I had to yell. I AM THAT EXCITED!!

Oh, you think I’m joking, don’t you?

I am so NOT joking.

Mmmm. MEAT.

This could only be better if it where Mac n’ Cheese Loaf instead of Olive Loaf.

Pass the mustard!

These are By. Far. the best shawls I’ve seen. I am so over the pashmina and all about the Corndog Cape Shawl.

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To the tune of Billy Idol’s White Wedding:

Hey little swine flu what have you done?
Hey little swine flu who’s the H1N1?

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Remember the 10 Handmade Item No One Would Be Caught Dead In?

(except for boyfriends just modeling their girlfriends creations so they could get laid?)

Meet, boyfriend # 11.

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I can very much agree with you, now.

Moist never was a word that bothered me much. For some it conjures up images too, um – freaky to post here. Maybe it’s the sound of the word: MOIST. I dunno.

But now, so long as I have an image of this in my brain I will hate the word MOIST.

Because – and I’m sorry, I have to say it – WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK?!

Moist Mother Earth?

Are those maggot-shaped items the ‘abstracted body organs’?

From the listing:

Part Elizabethan gown and part… mushroom bog? It’s Moist Mother Earth, a fiber art/sculpture inspired both by nature and historical costuming.

Um. Ya.

Mushroom bog growing what kind of mushrooms may I ask?

I’ve never been one to elicit very many reactions such as this, and this past day has been alternately alarming, amusing, and illuminating for me.

Alarming? Because of the comments regarding your work of ‘art’?

I think I am alarmed more for you than you could possibly be for me.

Moist Mother Earth is creative melding of Elizabethan clothing, rotting mushrooms, abstracted human body organs, leaves, and other botanical forms.

I just don’t get where ‘rotting mushrooms’ and ‘abstracted human body organs’ come together. Am I missing something? I did take biology class and we covered nothing of the sort.

Is this a dead person? A Zombie?

A royal Elizabethan zombie?

Is the collar supposed to be hair or leaves? Do mushroom bogs have leaves.

I am seriously getting concerned people.

Is that mold on the collar?

Um. Is that even a collar?

OH LOOK! More ‘abstracted body organs’.

Me: “(Son) what does that look like to you?”  - he’s three by the way

Him: “Mmmm .. Roast Beef”

Yes. That’s exactly what I was thinking. Roast beef.

I… It… Well… Hmmmm

I am at a loss for words. I am utterly horrifed by this creation.

Not to mention the hefty price tag of 10 THOUSAND DOLLARS.

Seriously? Seriously.

Thanks for sending this one in Adrienne!

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