Dont know what rock ive been living under for the last 10 years, but it seems they make mini ice cream servings. Ummmmm. And they have mini spoons. How did i miss this????
Category: TOVAS BLOG
So. Much. Going. ON.
I have been trying like mad to get those Muchness bands ready for sale. Setting up a shopping cart has revealed itself to be a bit more of a hassle than I anticipated. And I want to make hangtags with strips if paper to write your secret messages to yourself. And I want them to be sparkly. And beautiful.
I am taking this whole thing really seriously, and I have to, to get it done, but I also don’t want to be my own buzzkill….. It has been pointed out to me that being a buzzkill is the definition of stealing someones Muchness. Is my stress stealing my Muchness? That would suck.
In other news, I went to see our portraits that we took and they were great. And I’m the sucker that drank a glass of wine and spent a LOT of money on them. But I do get a hard drive with a video slideshow of the best shots. I am hoping there is some way to manipulate the info and get in there so I can print them… But either way, I will get to watch them.
So, here’s the funny thing about it, we got large printouts of only two pictures. You’d think they’d be the kids. But we decided we have enough pictures of the kids because I take pictures pretty frequently. So the BIG framed / mounted pic we got is of the whole family, all four of us. And the smaller framed print? Just me and the hubby. I mean, who is ever gonna take a picture of the two of us together like that? And ya know what? we looked GOOD! And ya know what else? I’m wearing my Muchness band and it’s right up front in the camera’s eye. Hubby pointed that out, how it looks so nice, right there… hmmmm. I like him 😉
I don’t have the pics from the photoshoot, but here’s a pic of Muchness for inspiration:
SNAPSHOT OF MY LIFE
Molly was soooooo excited to see Minnie or mickey!
As we waited our turn she started doing the “I gotta potty” shuffle.
Finally- our turn! We walked on stage and Minnie held out her hand. Molly turned to me- panic in her eyes. “mommy! I have to potty!”
We took the picture and booked it off stage to the bathroom. I’m pretty sure there’s a little wet spot on my shirt. :-/
Family portraits. Appropriate attire required.
So, a few weeks ago I had the opportunity to buy a “family portrait” promo deal at a local Venture Photography Studio. Basically, for $50, you get an hour long photo shoot and one framed portrait. Knowing that the sitting fee is usually a couple hundred bucks, I figured what the hell.
And what sold me is the studio. Their brand concept is “anything goes”— wear what you want, goof around, have a food fight! They don’t care. They want to catch a moment that is completely unique to you, and they encourage props and background music to set the mood.
So yesterday I went looking for what to wear. I want it very Muchy. Very colorful. Very sparkly…
And I want tutus.
I stopped in at Betsey Johnson- the QUEEN of Muchness and tried on this $400 teal pompom of a prom dress. (are 34 year old women allowed to wear prom dresses?? )
I LOVED it. I felt fantastic in it. And it’s the very same color as my sofa! But, it was $400.
Buy, wear, return?? Tempting, but very not Muchy.
I left it there.
Then I headed to century 21 and found a glorious $12 alternative.
You’ll have to wait to see that when the portraits happen. 🙂
IN TOUCH WITH THE MUCH
Are You?
IN TOUCH WITH THE MUCH- Let’s Flouresce!
So, I walk a total of five city blocks through midtown manhattan to get from the bus station to my office. It’s not the most exciting area of manhattan for people watching but when you activate your “Much-dar”, there’s enough Muchness inspiration to keep me relatively interested. Especially now that the weathers warming up.
With that in mind, I’d like to issue a
New Muchness Category Alert!!
On my walk today I saw no less than three people embracing the fluorescent colors so popular in my NKOTB obsessed adolescence.
Except the wearers I saw were not wearing braces and nylon baseball caps. Unfortunately, I only got a picture of one. I am going to have to learn to speak up and stop those I deem “In Touch With The Much” in order to request their pic.
The first was a super cool looking Guy in jeans and sneakers. Really clean cut looking, but those sneakers- nikes I believe, had the fattest, neonist laces ever. On a black and white shoe.
The second was this chick with the bag. It was hot.
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The third, my favorite, actually made me laugh in delight. An older gentleman with a dapper bald head. Linen khakis. White button down. Bone colored Oxford shoes. Fluorescent orange socks. Sounds dumb but it was a beautiful thing. Damn. I wish I had a picture.
TOVA’S MUCHNESS PIC OF THE DAY
Todays Muchness caught me off guard!
Inspired by Dennels comment yesterday, that I will know if the shoes are Much or Too Much if I cant stop smiling when I put them on. I decided to wear this dress that I bought for just that reason. I could not stop smiling when I put it on, so I bought it. I wore it with on a date last week with my hubby. At night I didn’t wear the legging or tank-top underneath and it was sooo revealing, I didn’t wanna post it on the site. But then, today, I decided to get my moneys worth out of the dress and wear it to work.
So, I went to take the pic with my new iphone and here it is!
Wait- whats that you ask? Oh- it’s just the infinity photo screen on the iphone! when the camera is used that way, its me in my dress holding me in my dress holding me in my dress…
It’s blurry here… but I think it’s a beautiful thing. Reminds me of a lunchbox I had as a kid. It had a pic of Bert and Ernie holding a lunchbox with a pic of Bert and Ernie holding a lunchbox with a pic of Bert and Ernie…
TOVA’S MUCHNESS PIC OF THE DAY
Muchness. Need I say more??
A Matter of Perspective
I saw an aquaintance this weekend and we had the following conversaton:
HIM: I saw you and Elie one day this week.
ME: Really? Where?
HIM: You were on so-&-so street. You were fighting with each other.
ME: ummm, no. That musta been someone else.
HIM: No- I’m certain it was you guys. You were arguing pretty intense… You were flailing your arms and everything.
ME: I have no idea what you’re talking about.
HIM: Yes. It was in the morning. Elie was in the car and you were standing outside the car at the window all mad…
ME: Â Wait. Every morning Elie drops me off at the bus stop on his way to drop the kids at daycare. After I get out of the car the girls and I blow a million and one air kisses to each other until Elie pulls away. Is that what you saw?
HIM: Oh. I guess that’s what I saw.
LORD, PLEASE GRANT ME A LIFETIME OF NEVER CONFUSING KISSES WITH FIGHTING.
This pic has nothing to do with the story, but the blurriness of her princess dress looked like kisses in the wind...
READER POLL: MUCH or TOO MUCH?
So, as I so clearly documented, Me wearing nailpolish is a complete disaster. I just pick, pick, pick until there is nothing there but a raggedy mess. But, I really do love to look down at my fingertips and see the shiny jolt of color. So I will try, try again.
This time around, I’ve purchased every polish protecting, sucker-worthy product out there:
Those have actually been sitting in my cabinet since right after the previously mentioned nail polish disaster.
Today at CVS I saw this yard of nail polish. I’d seen it there in the past but always thought the colors were kinda blah.
But then I realized it wasn’t the colors, it was the genius who determined what order the colors should be packed in. (Did I mention i am a packaging designer… so I like to think I know a thing or two about packaging….)
CVS would be selling this product a lot quicker if they were organized like this:
But no matter. Their loss is my gain since those polishes should have been sold out by now… But I digress…
And ya know, not being a “polish person” I havent looked at the polish section of a CVS since the invention of the Lee Press-on nail when I was in 7th grade. And there they were…. The tacky yet oh-so-cheerful NAIL MUCHNESS!!!
OOOOh, Me and Lil’ Miss Molly are gonna have a blast this weekend decking out our nails in all this faux glam gloriousness. And Elie, he’s gonna flip. He thinks putting pink polish on a three year olds toes is “a bit much”… I think it’s cute… and it’s the only way she’ll let me cut her toenails! Seriously. She’s wearing these shoes. OF COURSE she needs her nails done!!
Reader Poll:
What do you think: Pink (or purple, or rainbow’d or blinged up…) toenails on a three year old— MUCH or Too Much??