On Sunday I met up with the lovely mschilepepper and we had coffee, wandered around downtown Kent (no wonder they’re having trouble revitalizing the area–everything is closed!), and relieved ourselves of some dollars burning holes in our pockets at Daiso. I got some flowerpots that I really like for my windowsill garden for a dollah fiddy each which is a smoking deal compared to the nearly ten bucks each they are elsewhere–garden stuff is a racket, I tell you!

While at Daiso, I saw some stick-on muttonchops, and happened upon the greatest idea I’ve ever had. Ever.

Unless you live under a rock, by now you should be aware of the phenomenon of women waxing or shaving designs onto their hoohah–hearts and arrows and lightning bolts and ‘martini glasses’ and crap like that. That’s all well and good, but it’s not nearly as awesome as my idea: hoohah mutton chops. They’d frame the action really well, and I’m pretty sure your hips would automatically add an Elvis-like swagger to your walk. Not to mention that you’d be able to then and forever refer to it as your ‘mutton chop area’ in public, and no one would know that you’re talking about something scintillating. Mutton chops–good idea? Or the best idea?