So Bledska Works has opened shop on Etsty.com. We are selling toy prints on metal.
No need to say more. You should just check it out. And buy some :)
http://www.etsy.com/shop/BledskaWorks
It's kick ass and gets my approval. Indeed.
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Showing posts with label Etsy. Show all posts
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Advisement and poetry aka The Day of Random
Most modernist know of Etsy. (that's www.etsty.com) I'm new to the discovery, mostly cause I have a tendency to just want. Want anything. I want "things" and for a reason that Can Not be blamed on anyone or anything but my inner id. What does my id scream? " BOOTS! GO FIND AMAZING BOOTS AND YOUR LIFE WILL BE PERFECT."
Well today I took a gander on etsy. I typed in boots, then hit the vintage key and an immediate rush that can only be linked to that of illegal drugs overcame my breath. That same search came up with 11,000 boot options. 11,000. Pause and think, 11,000.
I shit myself. Then with all my strength, I closed that tab and swore to never look at that again. At least until I have money to blow.
Fall is approaching and I'm just itching for perfect boots and comfortable long sweaters. I don't like cold weather, but I damn sure love the clothes.
Lastly, I leave you with an Ani Difranco poem.
She is a hero to women with brains. She's the modern Dorothy Parker. She's been my survival and best friend (not literally, but figuratively) There hasn't been a strong moment in my life that didn't include an Ani song or poem. I'm grateful.
Enjoy
"clip clop clack"
Well today I took a gander on etsy. I typed in boots, then hit the vintage key and an immediate rush that can only be linked to that of illegal drugs overcame my breath. That same search came up with 11,000 boot options. 11,000. Pause and think, 11,000.
I shit myself. Then with all my strength, I closed that tab and swore to never look at that again. At least until I have money to blow.
Fall is approaching and I'm just itching for perfect boots and comfortable long sweaters. I don't like cold weather, but I damn sure love the clothes.
Lastly, I leave you with an Ani Difranco poem.
She is a hero to women with brains. She's the modern Dorothy Parker. She's been my survival and best friend (not literally, but figuratively) There hasn't been a strong moment in my life that didn't include an Ani song or poem. I'm grateful.
Enjoy
"clip clop clack"
a girl with the sun of her youth at her back and the shadow of her womanhood before her on the stones is approaching with a delicate clip clop clack her sandals full of toes that i suppose are headed home it's early in the evening and up and down the river people begin to gather pearls of laughter on a strand i thought solitude would save me it was pious it was grand but the monk that walked beside me just let go of my hand
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