Jenn Martinelli Blogging in Boston

People of the world, I can not tell you often or loudly enough skinny jeans are hideous. ON EVERYONE. (Please make note of how unflattering they look on this model who essentially has no hips or body fat. Let's discuss how bad they will look, therefore, on the rest of the population. Not because there's anything wrong with hips or fat! Because this is a universally unflattering fashion.)

You should know from the description, "Lux Menswear Onsie" that there can't possibly be anything good about this. I mean honestly, this is so ugly it astounds me.

These are a flashback to middle school. These never should have existed in the first place and I don't know what kind of mental disorder is making people resurrect them, but apparently it's contagious and it also compels you to abandon all common sense. There are so many ugly things going on here I can't even address them all in the space available to me here.

And last and perhaps most ugly of all, black satin stirrup pants. I'm not sure if these or the acid washed jeans are more ugly but the fact that they both exist in the same dimension of reality is pretty upsetting to me. I mean, I like looking at aesthetically pleasing things, don't you? Who are the people who like to torture themselves by not only, I must assume, surrounding themselves with ugliness, but also wearing it?

I took a book quiz and got this interesting result:

You're Watership Down!
by Richard Adams
Though many think of you as a bit young, even childish, you're actually incredibly deep and complex. You show people the need to rethink their assumptions, and confront them on everything from how they think to where they build their houses. You might be one of the greatest people of all time. You'd be recognized as such if you weren't always talking about talking rabbits.
Take the Book Quiz at the Blue Pyramid.

Especially interesting because I've never even read this book, though I understand that I should have. I used to read constantly. Why am I so severely lacking in my reading of so many of the classics? Well, whenever it comes up I blame the whole going to high school in Ohio thing.

I like the part where it says "You might be one of the greatest people of all time." Ha ha.

As certain other parties have already made note of, Hester Willa was in rare form last Sunday when I had lunch with her and her moms at The Border Cafe.

Operation Leg Warmer was revealed, which Clementine and I had been planning for months to surprise Hashbrown with. Excellent! Yummy food was eaten, gifts were opened (including an embroidered.unicorn.t-shirt. - this deserves its own post), and Hester did her best to entertain us all.

Here she models the leg warmers I made for her.

Here she chews on the tights that go with the dress my parents gave her for Christmas.

Here she is pretending to be all sweetness and light, just before she attacked me with her toy. She's all, "Why, hello, Auntie Jenny! I didn't know you were back there!"...

... then she's like, "Psych! I got you! Ha! You didn't see that one coming Auntie Jenny!" (Unfortunately, I then proceeded to permit about 20 more face-smackings because she's just so darn cute and funny.)

Next we moved on to a dental exam. This included scraping of my gums with her nails. Thanks Hester!

And finally, after downing all 3 margaritas, Hester crashes. OK, not really, of course nobody gave the baby any margaritas! But the picture is pretty hilarious. What she's really doing is probably licking the table.