FRRRRRRRRRRRuh! duh! Luh! Puh! Huh? Huh. Huh!
You wanna know something?
You’re like, no.
No matter where you’re from, in this whole entire world, all over the globe, you’ll still pronounce it lollygaggin’.
Not lollygagging. Although that’s technically the spelling. With an ing at the end. But who pronounces the ing sound? Lit’rally no one. You have to drop the g for the word’s power to shine.
Lollygaggin’. “Quit your lollygaggin’!”
Can you even imagine, “Halt thy dreadful lollygagging this instance!”
YOU KNOW WHAT, I have a challenge, oh my gosh. I have readers all over the world, and I would fall straight up out.of.my.skin if those of you in other countries would DM me today in your own accent saying lollygaggin’ BECAUSE I NEED TO HEAR THIS TO SURVIVE. I’ll even repost so everyone can hear! Well, I’ll repost if you post in your Stories so that I CAN repost. I won’t repost without your permish.
Stop lollygaggin’ and send me the video!
These are the things I think about at night and all the time.
I have a confession to make.
And I hope we can continue this fruitful relationship, after I come to terms with admitting it. Which I’m about to do. Because of the words I just typed.
I’m awful at throwing clothes.
I feel the collective confused brow in a furrow. What I MEAN is, I can’t throw a t-shirt in a straight line to save my life.
Or TOSS. I’m awful at tossing a sweater.
Like, toward the laundry shoot. We have an old-fashioned laundry chute cutout in our hallway closet floor that deposits (ew) downstairs into a basket by the washer/dryer. (huge selling point for us) But anytime I throw dirty clothes toward the hole, it’s just the worst. The shirt or sweater or jeans (jeans go a tad farther) only make it like two feet before splaying out, tilting left and splatting into a door frame on the way. I’m telling you, this is why I never get invited to throw the opening pitch at a major league baseball game. That reason and that reason only.
It’s an embarrassment I’m slowly coming to terms with.
Thank you for being there for me during this troubling time.
Hey, I’ve got some discounts going for you!
I posted all these in Stories, but those get so lost in the deluge of information, so I’ll just leave you links and codes in this post, so you can save what you need to and come back to it when you’re doing some Christmas shopping for you or them or yourself, or just you. Coo?
Grayson Buttonups! I wear these CONSTANTLY. They’re on the blousy side, so size down if you like a more fitted look. Think: more beachy bike ride art studio, and less Rachel Green when she’s working for that d-bag MARK at Bloomingdales in the mid ’90s. The code is BEVWEIDNER for $25 off! Like, anything on the site. Flannels, classic crisp whites, you name it.
Nakano Chef’s Knife! It’s lightweight, sharp as hail, and just an all-around good quality knife. I’ll be promoting another one of theirs soon, so stay tuned for that if you’re into stabbing. I’m just kidding. The code is BEV for 10% off! Again, for now this discount is here to stay, but I’ll pop back when it’s on its way out, okay?
ABLE. Girl we’re talking clothes, shoes, bags, jewelry. All the things. And this organization as bawd-awss because it supports women in the fashion industry. Good stuff. My code is BEV20 for 20% off anything on their site! I’ve got this crossbody bag which once we’re out of this dang pandemic, I’m pumped to take it to an actual PLACE WITH HUMANS. This code will expire the day after Thanksgiving, so you have two weeks to get you some cuties. These earrings and ring are perfection, if I say so myself.
Mr. Davis face masks! These are stylish, well made, comfortable, great colors, and they’re inexpensive! You can use this link for free shipping. And if you buy three, you get 25% off. Boom.
Golden and Pine holiday collection! These are the all the goodies that we used in my home styling session. Lots of blush tones, pale greens, winter whites. So beautiful. You can just use that link for free shipping! And again, their holiday home styling sessions can be booked here. Git awn thayat.
There ya go! If you have any questions at ALL, do holla. Quit ya lollygaggin’.
Wait, is your Christmas tree up?
Nothing. NOTHING. Well, not nothing. I’ve got 600 bags of leaves to rake. A book to finish. Some drawers to organize. A GALLERY WALL TO WORK ON JUST LOVE ME.
Tell me what you’re cooking for Thanksgiving.