My friend sent me this pic and wrote:
“Tova- you are rubbing off on my daughter! Check out her Muchy shoes!! … She is Much Muchier than me!!”
My aunt Nina is a world traveler, seeing our planet by way of cruise ship. What a joy that would be (for someone who never gets motion sickness…. 🙂
I was in Rio on a cruise about 6 months ago.. and we were wandering
the designer shops on the fashionable street (equivalent to Madison
Ave) and came across this bag designer.. I snapped this thinking of
I think these are awesome. Quirky and unique, those bags with the scenes are magnificent.
Thanks for sharing!!!!
Also NOT on my to-do list but can’t help myself- Reader submission from sarah!!
I. LOVE. THIS. JOURNAL!!!
Just makes me happy.
Imagine all the muchy secrets you could write in there!
My daughter and I just got a matching Muchy journals at Justice. I love Claires, and Justice is a close 2nd for satisfying a Muchness jones.
I received this email from a friend of a friend of a friend…
I’m humbled and touched to read stuff like this.
My friend of a friend of a friend writes:
I had an early miscarriage about two weeks ago and haven’t been feeling quite like myself since. I described my “symptoms” to (our friend): missing myself, feeling scared that the old me might not return, anxious, etc. She said, “you lost your muchness!” She told me about you, what you went through, and the Alice in Wonderland quote.
I was trying to find words to label how I feel other than lost, zombie, or adrift. I love all things dark and goth, but associating those words with NOW is way too hopeless. I think muchness, or the losing of my muchness is more hopeful and appropriate.
Many months ago, I bought a necklace. An Alice in Wonderland necklace! I never wore it and stuffed it into my sock drawer to be forgotten. Until now. So, going along with your sparkle and color idea, I realized that this necklaces is going to be the lifeline that I throw into the water for my muchness to grab onto. I’ll wear it every day until it comes back to me.
Thank you for the idea of muchness and for sharing your story.
Here is the necklace. A dagger through a heart, and some other stuff. A droplet of crystaly blood at the end. I told you I enjoy the morbid.
You are so very welcome. Thank you for sharing and letting me know how The Muchness affected you. I look forward to seeing you take the 30 Day Challenge!!!
Todays Muchness is kinda a reader submission, but it’s also kinda a Pic of the day. And ya know, it’s also kinda just a post. Because I’ve been sorta MIA in that department lately. I feel like I should wait for inspiration to strike before I write, and sometimes that takes a few days. (which is in contrast to the 30 Day Challengers who have to push to write daily, forcing the inspiration to strike… hmmm, something to ponder…. but anyway….)
So, yesterday was a great day. A monumental day for me, in fact. In part, thanks to April. But I’ll get to that in my next post. The deeper one.
This post is about the text message I received in the middle of my day from my new friend and 3 block away neighbor, Michelle.
So, whats so muchy about this? Let me tell you.
She sent me a pic of a sequin tank top and wrote MUCHNESS!
That, is obviously, the most obviously Muchy thing about this post. But wait. There’s more…
I have a new friend and 3 block away neighbor!! And she is Muchy!!! And she introduced me to another friend in our town who is also In Touch with the Much! And they know other women that they claim are also like-minded and I am excited to meet them too!
It is quite a Muchy achievement when you live in the sorta Suburbs to make new friends as an adult. Especially random ones that are like-minded. That’s hot.
Once I started thinking about it, I realized I’ve also made other new real life friends. Among them a groovy little art gallery opened in our town named BLAST. It is SO OUT OF PLACE that it is just inspiring. So, I walked on in and introduced myself to the owners, an awesome, artsy couple living among the suburbanites next door. More new friends!
I think what I’ve realized is that the relationships I’ve been able to form with my online friends- the connecting with different types of people whom I’ve never seen in person, on a deeper, truer level online has translated into me being able to connect with people better offline.
We all walk around wearing our masks and our costumes, and we judge people based on theirs.
BTM (Before The Muchness) I walked around in jeans and sneakers and t-shirts. I gave nobody any ammo with which to make a snap-judgement about me. But mostly I was just making myself invisible. I guess that’s because I was worried about what those snap judgements might be.
It’s hard to remember that we see things not as they are but as we are.
I was making snap judgements about others because I had forgotten how to connect with people. I was categorizing people in my mind because I couldn’t remember a better way to get to know them. And though those snap judgements were often (not always) complementary to them; “oh- they are cool / cultured / intellectual / successful”, it was working against me. Big time.
Now, I dress MUCHY. I present myself in a way that I know might invite snap judgements- both good and bad, depending on your personal taste and opinion. But now I remember how people are inside. I’m not as quick to judge them on the superficial. I’m not as scared to say something to them that reaches below the surface of who they are. Because that’s where their humanity is. And I’m not afraid to not be invisible. Judge me all you want. I know from personal experience that THAT is about you, not me.
… Funny. I write this as though it’s something I’m just learning but it’s not. I knew this in college when I dressed weird, even by art school standards. And my friends – and their hair- were every color of the rainbow and from all walks of life and I liked it that way.
Sometimes though, we just forget what we know and have to relearn it. I relearned it with the help of my online friends. I imagine that many of them, would we have met before, we’d likely assume we had nothing in common. And maybe we wouldn’t have. But now they understand parts of me better than members of my own family. And while they may live around the country or across the world, I think it’s very Muchy that their effect translates into new friends that I can connect with, around the corner or across the street.
I’ve been nagging my friend Esther to take the Challenge but she is adamantly against it. So I nag her. And I bug her. And I harass her. And I bug her some more. At first it was fun to be such a perpetual pain in her ass. But then, this morning, in an instant, it got old. So I told her I’d leave her alone.
No sooner had I removed myself from the list of the things that are annoying to her, then, BOOM! She sends me this pic. Now, don’t misunderstand. This is not a picture of my friend Esther. But it is a chic she saw in the post office…. recognizing The Muchness is 1/3 the battle. Photographing it is another 1/3. Sending it to me is about 1/2 of the last 1/3. That last 1/2 of 1/3 is doing it herself. SO, she’s almost there!!!!
Perhaps it’s time to start turning up the annoy-o-meter again.
I got this email from my friend Rachel. Wife, mom, chocolatier, and woman who is IN TOUCH WITH THE MUCH!!!!
She wrote: Tova, Just want you to know that I celebrated my Muchness by getting a sparkly nose pierce. Thought of you. Looks fab!
YES IT DOES Miss Roxy Chocsmith!!
I Love that you shared this with us!!!
Thank You!!! xoxox
Since Finding The Muchness is closely related to tapping into the joy and happiness many of us had easier access to as kids, the Muchness is obviously going to resonate with kids, and, If Courtney and Shannon’s kids are evidence of it… so is every 6-14 year old girl in my hemosphere.
Today, we received our First Official Muchkin* Submission!!
Subject: Muchness from my daughter
*Thank you to my cousin L’via’s 22 year old son who invented the word Muchkin while trying to describe his 13 year old sister.
** Her initial. Duh.