Bobbie Pen

THE LAST EMPEROR.

admin — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 20:40:55 +0000

Got this in my inbox today and am doing the Christian thing by sharing. A signed DVD of the Valentino movie by the master himself. It just doesn’t get too much better than this, kids.

If you don’t know the movie, then clearly you’ve been hiding under a rock for the past year or so. (Okay, so doing the Christian thing again and forgiving.) What’s the movie? It’s the chronicle of Valentino’s incredibly celebrated and colorful career as the last couturier.

Isn’t this just the best gift for the fashion obsessed in your life? Did I mention that it was signed? As in autographed? As in run, don’t walk!

See? Here’s his autograph. Limited quantities, and exclusive to Moss, here. Like I said, you best run as fast as your stilettos will let you to score one.

xxxooxxo,
BobbiePen.

THE LIGHT STUFF.

admin — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 19:24:11 +0000

If I say pretty please and curtsy cutely, would someone get me these? I would do my famous happy dance if they fell from Heaven into my lap.

Each lantern is handcrafted using centuries-old techniques and are then drilled with pin dot patterns. If you leave them alone as you should, they’ll develop a patina that’s not to be believed. I have no idea how you get light into them, but I don’t care. Maybe you don’t get light into them; I still don’t care.

I get like that.

In 2 sizes: 7.5 x 12”, or 10.5 x 13”; both here.

xxooxxo,
BobbiePen.

ALPHABET CITY.

admin — Fri, 30 Oct 2009 13:30:53 +0000

These bring a whole new meaning to marking your territory. Better than a nametag; each person at your next dinner party gets their initial. The designated driver of dessert plates.

There are so many things you can do with these it makes me dizzy just thinking about it. Load one down with treats for a hostess gift.

Give a set to a bride with her new initial.

Or do S’s for salad and D’s for dessert, just so there’s no confusion. There’s always that possibility, if great quantities of cocktails or wine have been involved, you know.

And speaking of, use the W for a wine coaster. Also a great gift paired with a good bottle … hell, it doesn’t even have to be that good of a bottle if you’re doing this.

Then do a C for Champagne while you’re at it.

xxooxxo,
BobbiePen.

PUT UP YOUR MITTS.

admin — Mon, 26 Oct 2009 16:06:17 +0000

Winter’s hovering. It’s out there, just waiting for the exact moment you’re not prepared. So fool Mother Nature and get your act together. Winterize your digits now, chick-a-dees.

You best get two pairs of everything … there’s really nothing like just having one glove. Not a good look, you know.

Leather mitts with bling. Kind of biker, kind of not, here.

An homage to Kenny Scharf, for that manic splash of color, here.

By Yohji, of course. Who else?

Little merino mesh mitts; not so practical, but who the hell cares? They’re totally cool, by Rag and Bone, natch.

Cute pandas for those days you really need to channel your inner school girl, here.

So glam you’ll die, and so will everybody else. Not for the faint of heart or pocket, here.

Long, lean arm warmers, which are essential.

Yeah, you can be all crunchy and knit your own, but why? Give those as gifts; get all of these for yourself!

xxooxxo,
BobbiePen

WINKING TA-TAS.

admin — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 18:26:50 +0000

In honor of Breast Cancer Awareness month, we all need to rush out and buy this sweater. Or get it to channel your fantasy of wearing pasties. Or to count how many comments you get when you wear it. Is what I’m saying. I would wear Maybelline blue eye shadow to match, just for that tasteful touch.

Your ta-tas, bazooms, rack, tits, headlights … your girls will have a blast.

Winkin’, blinkin’ and nod, right here.

xxooxxo,
Bobbie Pen.

BROOMHILDA

admin — Thu, 08 Oct 2009 15:07:29 +0000

When I saw this, I just started screaming with laughter. So loud that I think I woke the dead in Connecticut. Can’t you imagine a whole army of these wandering around your Halloween party?

Here’s how it all works: the broom is battery-operated (batteries not included, natch) and glides over a smooth surface until it bumps into something, then stops. Then starts again. Never a dull moment.

And have you checked out the Boo Gift Guide? Well, you should.

OMG, and there’s a video showing them in action!

“I’ll get you and your little dog, too”, right here.

xxooxxo,
BobbiePen.

MERCI, MONSIEUR REINAERT.

admin — Tue, 06 Oct 2009 19:23:05 +0000

With tongue firmly planted in cheek, this is way better than a fake fur. This has all the style without the tirades and tedious controversy (insert big yawn here). There’s just not a chance that I’ll be caught in some synthetic mess that’s better suited for a carpet. Nope, not gonna happen in this lifetime, or the next for that matter.

No felts were killed, murdered, assassinated, maimed, mutilated or otherwise harmed to keep you one step ahead of the fashion pack.

Thank you, Mister Reinaert.

xxooxxo,
Bobbie Pen

FINDER’S KEEPERS.

admin — Fri, 02 Oct 2009 15:09:17 +0000

Do you get really sick and tired of rummaging in your enormous bag for stuff you need right this minute? You’ve been there, I know you have. That huge thing that you call your bag is like a black hole and everything goes to the very freaking bottom and you have all of these cases, pouches, holders and whatever the hell else that you were brilliant enough to get to keep everything in its place. Okay, but here’s the prob: all those brilliant little organizers are black and they fade into oblivion and all look the same and then you absolutely lose your mind and have to put your stupid enormous bag on the street, the floor, the whatever and unload the entire damn thing looking like the last fool just to find …. wait for it …. your phone that has since stopped ringing. And then you just want to put a gun in your mouth.

No more.

These are the flash cards of pouches. Loving.

A smart, stylish little collection of everything you could possibly need and all completely affordable so you don’t have to spend another fortune to get organized. … again.

xxooxxo,
BobbiePen.

BABY, IT’S YOU.

admin — Mon, 28 Sep 2009 16:29:07 +0000

Is the world pregnant? Yeah, that’s what I thought. Listen to me: Avoid baby stores at all costs. They will make your skin itchy and it’s just visual overload and you’ll end up spending waaaaay too much. Learn from my own experience, peeps. What baby needs a $175 onesie? Exactly. (no, of course I didn’t buy that, but I mean really. Has the world gone mad?).

Soooo cute, and if you don’t have a baby, it doubles as a pet bed! LOVE multi-tasking!

For that future rock star. Four-piece set; you’ll need to add tacky bling, though.

Penny loafer Uggs for toastie tootsies. So cute I could shed a wee tear. Now, these are Uggs I can wrap my head around.

The hooded towel thing that you’ll wrap your little darling in and take a billion pictures of and then show strangers on the street because … Well, who knows why?

These aren’t shoes. I know, I did a double-take, too. They’re socks! How totally brilliant is that. Plus, they’re metallic for that twinkley toes look. Start ‘em young, I say.

But the best, the absolute best, is the Pee-Pee Teepee. Dying over this, absolutely dying. Obv the most hysterical thing on the planet.

None more than 50 bucks, and most under 30. You may now do a happy dance.

xxooxxo,
BobbiePen.

TWEETY BIRD.

admin — Tue, 22 Sep 2009 17:48:48 +0000

It’s coming down the pike. Winter. As much as you wish wish wish it wouldn’t couldn’t shouldn’t, you’d better wrap your head around the idea, because ….it is … coming. Batten down the hatches, and while you’re at it, keep the little birdies safe, sound and snug. I give you The Tweety Bird Dreamhouses, all made by hand, like proper Dreamhouses should be.

Happy chirpletts, here, here and here.

xxooxxo,
BobbiePen.