Don't Moc Me

I'll admit it. I'm obsessed with my car: with its cuteness, its convertibleness, and especially with being able to drive it. Let's pretend that I *am* a badass stick-shifting driver, and in that dream, let's pretend that these are the shoes I'm wearing. Never mind the fact that they cost twice my monthly car payment. Because you can't drive in platforms.

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Because You're Not Really Living

I find this picture slightly hilarious (is that possible? I mean, if something's hilarious, it's hilarious; otherwise, it's just funny), but wanted to make sure the public has been thoroughly educated about tying scarves in the proper manner. That's because everyone should immediately ditch his/her sedan (if you're a "his" and you're reading this, please *don't* wear The Kelly). Ditch the sedan and (drumroll) get a convertible.

Seriously.
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Do Good, Feel Good

I promise I'll never post a picture of a dead baby seal choked on a plastic bag. (You're welcome). That being said, I do reserve the right to remind everyone that plastic bags are evil. Also, all the cool kids are using totes.

Here's your chance to spread the tote-usage in a nice, non-preachy, non-dead-baby-seal way. Have a party, sew some totes, and hand them out to the unwashed masses.

You'll find all the instructions you need, inspiration, etc. at www.morsbags.com.

But Don't Drink the Water

On my recent trip to Southeast Asia (doesn't that sound totally obnoxious?) I had fresh lychees for the first time. Seeing the canned version packed in syrup was never tempting, but fresh...well, they're amazing. I think it virtually impossible to describe a fruit to someone who's never tasted it, so just take my word for it and look for them at your nearest Asian market. You'll be glad you did.

Train Up A Child

In the past year, I've discovered the joys of Amtrak. No, not the sitting around in a slightly scummy waiting area or the fact that the train is inevitably running late. I'm talking about the comfortable seats (comparatively speaking), the interesting conversations you overhear, and the fact that you can read the whole time because you're not having to drive. There's also the smug feeling you get for being "green" by saving gas. With the cost of fuel near four dollars a gallon, you might even be saving money.

Check it out.
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