My OBT

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


12 Comments

Etsomnia™ 198: Get Organized

Turtle barrette holder. And I didn’t even know turtles had hair!

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


10 Comments

Etsomnia™ 196: Sit on It

Etsy, because even clowns need to sit down once in a while.

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


16 Comments

Etsomnia™ 195: Tunic Time

“Fairy tunic.” Lies. I know many fairies and I am confident 100% of them would immediately kill it with fire.

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


13 Comments

Etsomnia™ 194: Pearl Jam

Described as a penguin with a six-pack, this looks more to me like a duck shoplifting a bag of oranges

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


12 Comments

Etsomnia™ 193: All That Glitters

Those are ziploc drug baggies containing (very little) glitter. On a “glam” plastic smock. I have questions.

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