Etsom·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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The Amphibious Living Room
Cathedrals in Your Closet
Repost: Pardon me, do you know the time . . . on Venus?
Etsomnia™ 268: The 2500!
Etsom·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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Orient Express
Etsomnia™ 242: Temptations
Etsom·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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Shameless
Cool Gifts (For Deep Pockets)
Haters Gonna Hate
Little Luxuries
Etsomnia™ 102: Deep Pockets
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Facelift
Edible Art (for Deep Pockets)
You know I spend a lot of time goofing on Etsy. But as much as I enjoy the Etsy disasters (and I do), I am even more delighted when I find a seller whose wares inspire and intrigue me, and AndieSpecialSweets is definitely one of those. Continue reading
Maleficent’s Jeweler
Pardon me, do you know the time . . . on Venus?
Do you have $330,000 burning a hole in your pocket? Do you also have a burning need to know the position of a neighboring planet? If you answered yes to these questions, then have I ever got a bridge watch for you. Continue reading
Hansel and Gretel Sold Separately
Look at the Time!
Today was the first New York day that really felt like Winter might be over. And when the weather turns Spring-like, naturally I get to thinking about New York City real estate, the more outrageously unattainable, the better.