My OBT

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


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Etsomnia™ 224: Feeling Stabby

Where did clowns shop before Etsy?

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. Continue reading


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Etsomnia™ 223: Emotional Baggage

Look! A derpicorn! (I was going to say “a rare derpicorn,” but on Etsy, that’s not really accurate.)

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™ 222: Prom on a Budget

“Prom dress” that appears to be made from someone’s little brother’s sheets. I hope she at least washed them first.

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™ 221: Bloomin’ Idiots

Here’s a maker who puts the “NO” in monokini!

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. Continue reading


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Etsomnia™ 220: Getting Separated

I made something like this once using one of my mother’s slips and a headband. Even at the age of 4, I knew it was bad.

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. Continue reading