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What if you spent every day looking for One Beautiful Thing?


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Etsomnia™ 138: Kentucky Derpy!

Perhaps the most meta Etsy item ever, a Derby hat… for your horse! By the always-wonderful MyBuddyBling

Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. The surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.

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Etsomnia™ 137: May the 4th Be With You

Yoda’s 23andMe genetic profile came as quite a surprise…

Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. The surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.

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Etsomnia™ 132: Trunk Show

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Though mommy would never say who her daddy was, Beatrice still had her suspicions…

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Etsomnia™ 130: Spring Forward

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Ah, yes. The traditional Spring rabbit rectum!

Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. The surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.

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Etsomnia™ 129: Fiber “Arts”

If nothing else, you have to respect its self awareness.

Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. The surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.

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Etsomnia™ 127: Not Strictly Ballroom

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Me, Tarzan. You, Snooki.

Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. The surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.

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Etsomnia™ 126: Be Mine?!?

She may be thinking of you, but those are not fond thoughts.

Jack White may be thinking of you, but those don’t look to me like happy thoughts.

Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. The surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.

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Etsomnia™ 123: OOAK

Where did clowns shop before Etsy?

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Etsomnia™ 120: Wrap It Up

Kanye on one side, Kim on the other. How would you ever decide? It's like the Sophie's Choice of wrapping paper

Kanye on one side, Kim on the other. How would you decide? It’s like the Sophie’s Choice of wrapping paper. And I’m sorry to report it’s not the only Kim Kardashian holiday paper.

Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. The surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.

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Etsomnia™ 119: You’re the Top

Nevermind Elf on the Shelf. Want to keep the kiddies in line? Try this thing.

On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me… WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?

Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. The surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.

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Etsomnia™ 116: Wigging Out!!

Sia would love this! Of course, she has a driver...

Sia would love this! Of course, she has an assistant to keep her from crashing into things…

Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. The surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.

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Etsomnia™ 115: Embellished to Death

As seen on the Hoarders wedding episode, “Say Yes to the Mess!”

Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. The surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.

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Etsomnia™ 114: Movember

Now THATs a mustache! By FacialHairLeague

Now THAT’s a mustache! By FacialHairLeague

Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. the surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.

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Etsomnia™ 113: Haunted* House

Somebody pass me the bug spray.

Somebody pass me the bug spray.

*Haunted by bad taste, primarily

Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. the surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.

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