So, you’re a country. And it’s your birthday. Hypothetically. You’ll be a grand 238 years old next week. (And you don’t look a day over 29, by the way.) To celebrate, you want people to: A) Party a little. B) Party a lot. C) Party until the sky explodes in color. Shopping Siren’s pretty sure […]
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Bliss Thru Shopping: Must-do for mustaches
Last week, for the very first time, Mark LaFlamme basked in the presence of Ed Barrett’s mustache. It was, to quote, “glorious.” We are quoting LaFlamme here, not the ‘stache. Though if it could talk, the city administrator’s facial hair might order a lime rickey, comment on the weather and compliment the crime reporter on […]
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Bliss Thru Shopping: In pursuit of purse-fection
Shopping Siren has a thing for purses. Just so you know. Like, say, in case I make your Christmas list. Or you remember my birthday (November). Or you happen to wander into EllieAnna Purse Co. Because if you have a thing for purses — or you know someone with a thing for purses — EllieAnna […]
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Bliss Thru Shopping: Good to be green
Exciting news: Trees now have leaves! Not every tree, granted. But enough trees with enough little buds to make Shopping Siren hope — nay, fervently believe — winter may actually be over (this being mid-May and all, it’s a reasonable expectation). So it is with green on the trees and optimism in my heart that […]
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Bliss Thru Shopping: Arrgh, there be beavers, Obama heads
Far be it for Bliss to let a pirate pass it by. When Bag Lady saw the Pirate Rendezvous scheduled for June 21 in Damariscotta — The Mystic Pirates, cannon fire, re-enactments, pirate-themed menus at local restaurants — that date went right down on ye olde calendar. There be swashbuckling, Bag Lady be there.* (* […]
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Bliss Thru Shopping: Boutique unique
Shopping Siren has a thing about boutiques. The best of them are unique. Classy. And almost always super expensive and in posh towns with Harbor or Port in the name. I feel alternately posh and poor just stepping inside. Now, I hardly ever actually buy anything from boutiques (see above-mentioned “poor”), but I love […]
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Bliss Thru Shopping: Sale away
It happens every year about now: shopping is between seasons. A retail Twilight Zone, if you will. Down coats smooshed in with last season’s graphic T-shirts. Fleece-lined boots lounging next to the last pair of size 6 sandals. Christmas, Valentine’s Day and St. Patrick’s Day decorations mixed together in the same bin, a festively garish […]
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Bliss Thru Shopping: Scent of a woman: lime breeze, mimosa essence make the cut
Bag Lady and Shopping Siren have never, ever wondered what Beyonce, Jessica Simpson or a single Kardashian smells like. And yet, facing a display of pretty bottles bearing liquids of various, vivid colors, it’s hard not to sniff. (Spoiler alert: The trio turn out to be mostly airy-sweet and more than a little alchoholy. Which […]
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Bliss Thru Shopping: Peeps, pirates and porky confections
This week, there were dilemmas. Garden variety, but still, dilemmas. Do I write about shopping for chocolate-covered bacon, Easter Peeps or what to wear to a pirate-themed burlesque show? Amazing options, all. There were long minutes of agony. Just how to decide? Then, it hit me like a fishnet-stockinged foot to the face: Who says […]
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Bliss Thru Shopping: No more slipping up.
Mr. Bag Lady took a nasty spill on a slab of dastardly, devious, snow-covered ice during a recent storm, ironically, while trekking out to retrieve Bag Lady’s snow-gripper slip-ons from her trunk. He winced for three weeks with a bruised tailbone. That’s love. It’s also, in hindsight, totally avoidable.* * Though no less chivalrous, sweetheart. […]