Misty Water-Colored Memories

The last time I used a curling iron it was 1988, and I was wearing an electric blue off the shoulder number adorned with rather bulbous satin flowers and my prom date wore Doc Martens. So damaging was the whole experience, I have not since held a curling iron.

The curling iron is the hallmark for the 80’s in my book. I spent the entire decade searing my skin and scorching my hair in the constant pursuit of beauty; or, at the very least, in the constant pursuit of looking like Valerie Bertinelli. Admittedly, I had a lot to learn. In the aftermath of the 80’s, I put down the iron and tossed my hot rollers, opting for a more natural kind of aesthetic. In essence, I got a little lazy with my locks. But, like leg warmers and lip gloss, some things are worth trying again. So here I am, once again, in the market for a curling iron. If all goes well, I may glam up my hair for this fairly formal 40th birthday party I’m going to on Saturday.

I’ll be checking out some of the irons I found on ShopLocal, so I’ll be sure to give you a full report.

Good Luck and Good Shopping!

Happy Trails Ahead

This past week in Chicago, Mother Nature teased us with a taste of warm weather and instantly I'm reminded of all the joys of summer. I know I may be jumping the gun, since March in the Midwest rarely goes out like a lamb, but I can't help but dream of sunny days and long bike rides. Nothing beats a trip through lazy trails that end in the green splendor of the Chicago Botanic Gardens. When my husband got me a new bike for my birthday, we started taking extended rides through the surrounding forrest preserves and up to the Gardens. Starting on a Saturday morning, we'd stop to enjoy a picnic lunch in the afternoon before continuing on to enjoying more of the tree-lined trail.

With sunny days ahead why not dust off your old ten speed or, better yet, get a shiny new Schwinn and hit the trails cycling. Old fashioned fun is great exercise! Just think, if Paul Newman in Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid didn't keep in shape while riding a bike with Katherine Ross, they would have never out run the posse as long as they did.

Try ShopLocal if you're looking for a new bicycle!

Mush!

Last weekend I had the privilege of witnessing the inaugural run of the Chiditarod here in Chicago. Modeled after San Francisco’s Urban Iditarod, contestants form teams of “dogs” and “mushers”. Using a shopping cart for a sled, teams race to complete a five mile course, collecting food along the way to give to charity. The course this year began at Wicker Park’s Pontiac Café and ended (appropriately) at a local bar called the Hideout. Before the 12:30pm start time, crowds gathered in the Pontiac parking lot, some to cheer and some to prepare for battle.

Spring was in the brisk March air as racers and revelers gathered on the bustling and much ballyhooed Wicker Park corner of North and Damen. Carts adorned with colorful drapes and fashioned with cardboard cutouts, stood majestically before their mushers and “dogs”, who were equally resplendent in spandex and spangles. The electricity was palpable as onlookers cradled lattes and team members stayed limber by smoking cigarettes. Suddenly, an eruption of whistles signaled contestants to take their marks. Shouts of joy and anticipation came from the surrounding crowd. In an instant, the thunderous crack and telltale plume of smoke from the starter's pistol rose up, and the carts were off in a blur of steel and fanfare. As the teams rattled and surged up the block and out of sight, fans waved flags and made calls of encouragement. How would the racers fair? Where would they find food to load up their carts? How would they survive the perils of the city streets? It would be an adventure only they would come to know.

I’ve already started recruiting potential mushers and hounds for next year. I can’t think of a more perfect company event for ShopLocal.com than sponsoring a cart in next year’s Chiditarod. Maybe with a little coaxing we could sponsor the whole event! Perhaps I could be dubbed Queen of the Ciditarod and start carrying a scepter to work…

I think I need a cup of coffee.

Good Luck and Good Shopping! Remember, it's always a good time to donate to a worth cause, rain or Chiditarod.

My Oscar Gift Basket: A very hot item

Included in my Academy Award prize for winning the Oscar pool this year was a unique new beverage from the kitchens of Wolfgang Puck. I received two cans of Wolfgang Puck Gourmet Rich Espresso Latte in an exciting "New Self- Heating Can". Being a coffee aficionado (or aficiona-jo)I was thrilled to have the opportunity to sample this specialty coffee with its innovative design feature. I thought it only fitting to take it to work and enjoy a warm and tasty beverage while at my desk.




Heating the beverage involves a few, relatively easy to follow, steps. First, you turn the container upside down. On the bottom of the can is another pull tab which you use to remove a metal cover to reveal some plastic innards. The latte is in a can within a can. If you look closely, you can see a greenish blue liquid inside.





Next, you are instructed to depress the plastic surface "until the liquid disappears". In doing so, you combine the enclosed water and calcium oxide. The ensuing chemical reaction produces heat. After ten seconds you turn the can right-side-up. Now, the waiting begins. As the FDA approved quicklime substance inside the outer can begins to heat up, the beverage starts to warm as well. In 5-8 minutes the pink dot on the side of the can turns white indicating your latte is ready.

Finally you shake the can, twist the top lock open, flip the other tab and Voila! It's java time! The creamy warm beverage was tasty, but left a Splenda aftertaste in my mouth. (I like plain old sugar.) Nevertheless, it stayed nice and hot for at least 30 minutes.

It wasn't necessarily less time consuming or more satisfying than a trip to Starbucks, but it was an intriguing little project that was a welcome diversion to my otherwise humdrum Monday.


Good Luck and Good Shopping!

London Calling

“Ladies and Gentlemen, Rule/Cool Britannia is now officially a TREND!” proclaims Vogue.com columnist Camilla Morton.

This season’s wave of fashion weeks around the globe has apparently stirred up a new theme inspired by our friends across the pond. So how do you get the look without breaking the bank? Sure you can buy a counterfeit bag from the guy on the corner or perhaps forego paying the rent and have that gorgeous Burberry Prorsum fitted plaid jacket. But these aren’t your only two options. With a little imagination and creativity you can have most any look you like just by choosing the right pieces. Today let’s go Britannia!

The first key piece is the trench coat. Picture yourself dashing through the spring rain to a black cab or strolling through Kensington Gardens with a newspaper tucked under your arm. Fashionable and practical, the trench coat is a must. Find the color and shape you like best and you’ll have it for the rest of your life.

Next on your list is a shiny pair of black shoes or boots. Wear them with some black tights for a simple and sharp look that would make Her Royal Highness proud.


Finally, round out your look with something a little irreverent like
a Luella from Target top or some edgy silver jewelry. Adding a bit of London punk will make your outfit feel modern and chic.

Above all, remember that fashion is fun. Embrace new trends on a budget and you’ll feel free to be creative and practical at the same time.

Good Luck and Good Shopping!

Ah, Wilderness!

It takes a certain kind of store to overwhelm me, Eva the Shopping Diva, and Costco is one such place.

My parents, inexplicably, go weekly to this uber-store as if they were constantly restocking a fallout shelter. Not to be out done by their shopping prowess, I decided to face the gaping jaws of this mega-retailer after work the other day. I should have eaten my Wheaties.

Everything is extra large in Costco. Shopping carts move like barges through the aisles, and stacks of pallets and boxes rise like icebergs up two stories to the corrugated ceiling. Beacons of fluorescent light reflect off cellophane wrapped cases, obscuring content. Hoards of flat screened TVs blink with cloned, muted images next to displays of coffins and coffee pots. I've only taken three steps and I'm out of breath. To the south, I can see racks of bread rising in the glow of the meat department cases. To the west, a field of outdoor furniture stretches out toward towers of paper products. I am a retailing pioneer left to my own devices, braving the vast territory of bulk products.

I reach for box of tissues and realize with horror that it's not one box but 12. It takes two hands for me keep the whole display from tumbling down on top of me. My thirst drives me to an aisle full of juices. To my dismay, the two-gallon set of apple juice form concentrate encased in cardboard and plastic is too heavy for me to lift off the floor. Sweat beads on my brow as I push the unwieldy shopping cart forward. I must press on. Ahead of me, beyond mounds of fleece pullovers and tube socks, I spy giant tins of cookies and pillowcase-sized bags of candy. My salvation! I ditch the cart and grab a tub of roasted nuts. Thankfully, it's right in front of the check out counter. The rest is a blur until I find myself back in my car, in the parking lot, elbow deep in roasted nuts. My breathing slows and I realize that I'm not quite the shopper I thought I was, yet.

Good Luck and Good Shopping!

Ad-Vonage??

About four months ago, in response to the growing costs of maintaining a land line, my husband and I made the switch to digital phone service with Vonage. Though our cell phones bear the brunt of our telephonic communications, we still wanted to keep a separate number for our home. Just in case. My husband did a little investigation of our options and we chose Vonage for about $25 a month. The almost insurmountable upside is the super low flat rate for unlimited local and long-distance service, very tough to beat. The downsides are few yet a little strange. At times the service can be sporadic and elusive. It's a little like our phone is possessed.

Because Vonage uses our broadband connection, we occasionally experience similarly fickle service in our phone, cable TV and internet access. If it's a little stormy outside we might not get a dial tone or get online. No biggie. However, sometimes friends will call and the phone just won't ring. They'll reach us on our cell phones and tell us to check our house phone for trouble. We pick up the receiver and the hollow sound of the dial tone answers back as if there's nothing wrong at all.

Sometimes it will ring just once and then go silent. For the person calling, everything seems normal, they hear the ring and it goes to voice mail. No one would know that we were actually home.

We try to pass it off on a bad connection, trying not to let dark thoughts creep in...but? What if the phone was trying to muffle the rings, suppress the calls, cut off our link to the outside world?!

Sometimes when we answer the phone we can hear the other person, but they can't hear us no matter how loudly we shout. More troubling are the noises. Every now and then the ring tone will change completely without any outside interference. There's actually only one ring tone option on our phone, yet once in a while it will chirp strangely or ring continuously for a solid minute.

If the phone service is out completely, calls are redirected to my husband's cell phone. So, if I call our house to retrieve messages, I am instead connected to his cell phone. It's as if it doesn't want us to know who called.

Open the pod bay doors HAL.

Olympic Fever Strikes ShopLocal

Rampant Torino-mania is sweeping the office as we speak. Well, it's really only swept over my desk so far, but it's only a matter of time.

I love the "thrill of victory” and the "agony of the drunk", oh, I mean, "defeat". The lugers have razor sharp focus and the snowboarders are exuberant and rad. The skaters are poised and the skiers are daring. Emotions must run the gamut for these O.C.-aged athletes as they mingle in the Olympic Village, vying for their piece of gold, silver or bronze.

In the hopes of finding a sporty commemorative visor or cap emblazoned with Torino 2006, I checked ShopLocal.com for some merch with which to temper my Olympic fever. I think the above long sleeved t-shirt is my best bet. Donning it for the gym, I can celebrate the Olympiad and go for the gold as I chase the dream astride the stationary bike.

Mob (Shopping) Mentality

I spent last weekend with a bunch of girlfriends in Key Biscayne, Florida enjoying the comforts of The Ocean Club (which included 7 swimming pools, 5 hot tubs, a spa, and poolside drinks) courtesy of some friends with parents in high places (i.e. the 14th floor of Ocean Tower Two). The weather was hot, the sky was clear and the margaritas were plentiful. (Yes, I just came back from Mexico, but when a friend invites you to stay for free in a beach paradise you have to strike while the iron's hot.)

There isn't much shopping on Key Biscayne unless you want a leopard print pillow for your white leather couch or a set of serving tongs shaped like coral. But that didn't really stop us from trying. The closest shopping opportunity was the local CVS. We stopped in for things like sunscreen and magazines, but left with so much more.

At first I noticed a rack of beaded necklaces with shells in a variety of colors and lengths, and then suddenly I sensed a frenzy of activity by the front door. My cohorts were gathered around a wall filled with brightly colored sarongs and beach cover-ups. At first we were just pointing at ones we liked, and then my sister-in-law grabbed one and wrapped it around her waist. "I think this is cute!" She exclaimed. I felt inspired and a little bit jealous, so I reached for an orange one, but before I could touch it, my friend Kathy boxed me out and took it for herself saying, "Ooo, I love orange!" In an instant everyone was pulling at the rack like sharks at a whale carcass, things were falling on the floor and display started to rock a little. Then I saw it, the perfect color. It was a brilliant fuchsia sarong with little shimmery beads dangling from the hem. This time I would not be thwarted. I pretended to look a something else while I inched closer to my quarry. I saw my friend Anna out of the corner of my eye and panicked. I made my move, plunged my hand into the fray and felt the gauzy pink cloth with my fingers. Extracting myself from the melee, I stepped back and wrapped the cover-up around my hips, it was wonderful. It would be the perfect compliment to my turquoise bikini. I looked up to see the awed faces around me. "Oh, that looks great" chirped my sister-in-law. "&*$@!, I should've grabbed the pink one" mumbled Anna.

Buy the time we left CVS we had purchased 14 sarongs between the six of us. The young man behind the counter was speechless as he rang us up one by one. As we filed out of the store he nodded his head solemnly and exhaled heavily staring up at the ransacked display. A store circular fluttered and skipped in the breeze as the door hissed closed behind us.

We came, we saw, we shopped.

Breaking News

I was just in Target looking for snacks to take on my trip to Miami and I came across more pods for my Senseo coffee maker. They're actually tea pods. Just like the coffe pods, I place them neatly in Mr. Senseo, but this time out comes a steamy mug of citrus green tea, or a robust cup of Early Grey. What's next soup pods?

Music to Soothe the Savage Beast

Consumer Electronics might not say “I love you” to everyone. However, it really depends upon what you choose to give. A 12 pack of D batteries might cause a break up, but a handy little gadget will fill both boys and girls with love. The key to a good gift, no matter what the occasion, is finding something that the recipient might not get for themselves but nonetheless thrills them once they get it. Many people like a good surprise. My friend Brendan was surprised this past Christmas when his father gave him an XM Radio for his car with a six-month subscription. It wasn’t on his list, but he’s been raving about it ever since. He spends hours in his car traveling for work so he’s no stranger to renting books on tape or burning a CD of his favorite music. However, his weakness has always been musicals. Lucky for him, his satellite radio system delivers hours of non-stop, toe-tapping show tunes. I’ve never seen him happier. Maybe there’s someone in your life that would enjoy the rich music cache of XM radio!

Diamonds in the Rough

While looking through SL for zany yet thoughtful Valentine's Day gifts I came across some shoes from Payless that are absolutely fabulous! Cheap enough so you don't care if they won't last and trendy enough so you don't care if they make your feet bleed, these fantastic new styles mimic high fashion trends set by Michael Kors and Tod's.

First, there's the sexy slingback in a surprisingly versatile leopard print complete with a demure little bow at the toe. An animal print goes with a variety of solid colors. Wear them to add an adventurous flare to a girlish black dress, a fun twist to subdued wide legged pants or amp up a flirty red skirt. Just stay away from mixing prints unless you have a high fashion skill level. If you're more Survivor than Project Runway it's probably best to stick to the basics.

Next up is practically a rip off of the latest Micheal Kors shoe collection. These very resort 2006 white wedges will be all the rage as the weather warms up. With a solid wedge foundation you'll tower over your guests at the garden party as you flit around in your green and white tent dress. These might also go well with a crisp pair of sailor pants and a jaunty blue-striped long sleeved tee. Finish the look off right with a fire engine red pedicure.

Finally, for the office, Payless reveals these sweet flowered peep-toe pumps in black or brown. Spice up your work wardrobe by donning a pair of patterned tights with these shoes and a short skirt in an understated color to call the right attention to yourself.

Wow, Payless really pulled it off this season!

Good Luck and Good Shopping!

All Day with Ebay: The Dark Side of Shopping

I realize that Ebay is one of the greatest inspirations of our time and that it draws our global community together to bask in the glory of capitalism, however, it drives me nuts!

Page after page is filled with items waiting to be auctioned off, everything you could imagine. Do you need a lawn mower? Ebay has dozens. Are you looking for a vintage Gucci dress? Someone in Latvia has one from 1968 in blue. It's amazing, the possibilities are endless.

But, there's a catch. Actually, there are several catches. First, you have to bid. Then, you get the wonderful opportunity to wait anywhere from an hour to three weeks! It’s like begging to give somebody money. It’s like, breadlines in Russia. “Please, please pick me, take my money!” Oh they give impatient folks the option to "Buy Now", but it'll cost you. Even if you win the auction or break down and "Buy Now" (like you wanted to in the first place when you started searching online), you still have a few more hoops.

As with too many Web sites, you have to register. (I am so tired of typing my name, I'm thinking of changing it to "F" because it's the most convenient key to hit.) After registering, getting the proverbial "thank you for registering" email, going to the proverbial "go here" to "activate your account" link and then retracing your steps back to the item you were hoping to get (if you can remember that far back) you can finally "add the item to your cart". Now, you are ready to enter even more information for the Great Lord of PayPal so you can then answer the secret riddle, enter the Kingdom and get your coveted purchase in "1-9 days". Great. That was easy. I just hope I don't move before the package arrives.

Food Court Press

In yet another effort to get out of the office, I've decided to do a tour of food courts around the city Chicago. Unlike some major cities, you don't have to leave the county to go to a mall. They bring indoor shopping right to you in the very heart of the Windy City. My first stop is the Westfield Northbridge Mall at 520 N. Michigan Avenue.

Home to one of my favorite department stores, Nordstrom, I am partial to this particular mall. There's a lot of good browsing to be had at Northbridge. Sephora, with it's maddening array of creams and tints, on the first floor is a favorite stop as is, dare I say it, Forever 21 upstairs with its racks of slightly trashy trends.

But it's just in the last few weeks that I've discovered the food court. Though set in the glass and steel confines of a mall, the dining atmosphere is quite cheery and bright with lots of natural light. My first meal was at Cafe Typhoon a little sushi stand by the escalator. It was a cold day so I opted for a bowl of Udon noodle soup. It was pretty good, though bland and adorned with too many carrots. Diners next door were feasting on plates of pasta and oversized salads at Tuscany Cafe. I was a little jealous, especially when I caught sight of someone sipping on a glass of Chianti.

The next time I stopped in for lunch I left nothing to chance. I marched up to Potbelly's, that grand Chicago favorite, and ordered one of my favorites, a hot roast beef with everything, no hot peppers. Potbelly's definitely had the edge since I've been ordering that sandwich for close to 20 years, but the toasty little meal accompanied by the petite chocolate malt was the perfect compliment to the casual atmosphere of the food court.

The nicest thing about eating at Northbridge is that you feel like your having a proper sit down meal, instead of chowing down in a busy hallway. Stewards constantly clear and clean tables and seating is spread out so there is air of civility, an element of privacy. I give this mall dining experience a fork up!

Good Luck, and Good Eating!

Sugar Substitute

Sweets for your sweets is a tried and true Valentine's Day concept. Decadent goodies are a great way to shower someone you love with material affection. But what if your love is allergic to chocolate? Today on ShopLocal, I found a terrific solution Apple Dumplings from Hickory Farms. These adorable doughy balls are filled with cinnamon kissed apples and come with a delectable caramel sauce. Get them for your sweetheart and, if you're lucky, they'll invite you over for dessert, if you know what I mean.

Puppy Love

My cubby buddy is definitely a dog person. The walls of Lisa's cubicle are covered with photos of her dog Bailey in various poses. There's a photo of Bailey in a cowboy hat in the desert, one featuring the dog beside a Christmas tree wearing antlers, another one in a tutu with ballet shoes and, my favorite the trenchcoat and sunglasses. My coworker's devotion to her pooch is admirable and it struck me that a unique Valentine's Day gift for such an ardent canine fan might be a fashionable leash. I came across this one on ShopLocal and thought it was terrific. So, if you have someone on your list that loves dogs and has a faithful companion of their own, why not give them a really cool "new leash on life"!

How do I love thee? Let me figure out a new way!

Tired of giving your Valentine a box of stale chocolates? Do you cringe at the thought of wrapping up a teddy bear? Me too! I come across a lot cool products while at work so I thought, for the next week or so, I'd recommend some alternative gifts for your sweetheart.


This neat little appliance called the Back to Basics Coco Latte Beverage Warmer will heat hot chocolate faster than a micowave! Pair it with a cute red mug or a tin of gourmet cocoa, and - Voila! You have unique gift for anyone on your list of sweethearts.

Photo Op

While browsing the gadget blogs (this is part of my job, I swear) I came across this cool new appliance. It's the Plus Minus Zero Humidifier by Compact Impact. This sexy looking appliance emits a computer controlled stream of warm mist for up to 8 hours and is ideal for small rooms. At $300 it's not the most economical humidifier, but since it comes in such a fantastic aray of colors it's far and away the most fashionable. In fact, I liked the looks of this darling air moisturizer so much I decided to make its image the first to be included in my blog.

From now on I will be including images of some of my favorite products and perhaps even a picture or two of my co-workers. Who knows?! Stay tuned...

Good Luck and Good Shopping!

Special Bulletin: Coffee Kit Kat

Attention all Caffinatics: The Hershey Company has released a limited edition Coffee Flavored Kit Kat

Please proceed in a calm and orderly fashion.

Merch Report aka Weird New Stuff

Science fiction has always predicted cool medical innovations. On Star Trek, McCoy just carried around that remote control looking thing, pointed it at people and fixed them. In The Empire Strikes Back, Luke Skywalker is suspended in some bubbling medicinal liquid after his arm is ripped off in a fight with Darth Vader. In the Alien movies there are scanners that look like tanning beds that are just right for revealing slumbering parasitic monsters in chest cavities. It looks like the real world might finally be catching up. A company called EJK has unveiled the No-Contact Thermometer for $200. Just point and read. Predictably pen-shaped, the thermometer uses laser technology to read body temperature without the perils of germy tubes of glass filled with poisonous mercury.

The benefits of nuclear power shrink in the shadowy nightmare of a radioactive cloud. Electric cars seem better suited to the golf course. And gas, well gasoline carries a lot of baggage as well. But what if we could harness the wind? Windmills can power farms and small towns but can they be built to do more? SkyWindPower Corporation is developing Floating Electric Generators in the hopes of providing safe, effective alternative energy. These flying windmills with 35 foot rotors hover 35,000 feet above ground and feed off of the jet stream. Many of man’s greatest inspirations have come from the sky, why not better, cleaner energy. I’m just not sure how I can plug in my hairdryer.

Though I’ve always found a hot water bottle tucked in a cashmere cozy quite comforting, the new MegaChi Pendant might offer me a good boost. This powerful piece of jewelry emits 7.83 Hertz and apparently provides a “powerful healing affect”. Feeling, anxious, sad and lonely? A cranky co-worker getting you down? Buy the MegaChi for $250 and ward off those dark thoughts. Or maybe just take a vacation.

The German art of napping has finally reached our shores. Two products in particular caught my eye, the Napmospere (great name) and the Schlafgras (even better name). The Napmosphere is a layered cocoon that fits in a duffle bag so you can take it to work and nap when you’re feeling sleepy in the afternoons. Designed to create the illusion of an open space for the sleeper, you can tuck it under your desk and feel like you’re in a cloud. The Schlafgras or Sleep Grass is what I’d like to get for the office. Made of giant foam tubes, the Schlafgrass provides the sleeper with a “personalized nap landscape”. The photo of a guy in a shirt and tie draped over some Pool Noodles didn’t epitomize my idea of relaxation but maybe the Germans think differently.