What does every blogger want?
10,000 new followers.
If I had a magic wand I’d grant each and every one of you badass bloggers that wish.
Instead I have a magic stylus and I created this Badass Blogger t-shirt…
Pretty sweet right?
Don’t look at how long this skirt is on me…my legs look like they are 2 inches tall. I was “trying” to do the whole “midi” thing and well… basically #epicfail.
I made this blogger t-shirt for myself but have uploaded the graphic to my Society6 account so you can purchase it in different colours and sizes.
You can also get iPhone covers.
I’m actually in the middle of designing a whole set of Blogger greeting cards. I’ve got loads of ideas.
I’m smiling here because minutes before I narrowly escaped being attacked by a squirrel coming over that fence. We have LOTS of squirrels here and they aren’t afraid of me anything.
Case in point, one evening I was home alone and had just finished eating supper. I was washing the dishes and heard a light tap, tap, tap. We have a large glass patio door that leads out of the kitchen onto a deck into the backyard. I glanced over at the patio doors, no one was there.
Then I heard it again.
Tap, tap, tap…
I went to check the front door.
No one was there either.
I came back and started doing the dishes again.
Tap, tap, tap…
The hairs on the back of my neck started to bristle.
It was dark.
I was alone.
Tap, tap, tap…
My mind started to race…
…was it a pack of zombies tapping on the windows in the basement?
Who was going to save me?
Tap, tap, tap…
I was starting to seriously lose my shit.
Whomever, whatever it was, they weren’t giving up.
Tap, tap, tap…
This time I was sure it was coming from the patio doors.
Then I saw it.
There, in the very lower corner of the glass door, hidden in shadows I spotted a black wirey looking squirrel with beady dark eyes and a manic tail sitting next to the window. He brought up his little fist and knocked again on the window.
Tap, tap, tap.
He wanted in!
What did he need? To borrow a cup of sugar?
His tail was wildly gesticulating and he seemed agitated. Like he was hopped up on Red Bull and Ritalin.
Why was he knocking on my patio door? Why hadn’t he gone to the neighbours?
Then I started to think that maybe he was some psycho squirrel that required an invitation into the house like a vampire. Then, once inside, he would carry out his master plan for world domination. He would destroy my house and enslave me to an eternity of piling acorns in different corners of the house.
My mind may have gone a bit squirrely rogue on me at that point and I was starting to scare myself. Like at the point in the horror movie when the person screams into the phone…
“It’s coming from inside the house!!!”
That squirrel was seriously beginning to
I didn’t care if he could knock better than any well trained Jehova’s Witness…that high strung acorn junkie rodent was not getting in my house.
He knocked again.
He stared at me,
challenging me with those black beady eyes.
His tail twitched.
He looked a bit desperate, like he really needed to use the bathroom.
My resolved started to soften a bit.
I waved at him.
He waved his tail frantically.
And then he beat his little fist on the window again.
“Ah helloooooo lady! Can’t you see me here? Let me in!”
His eyes didn’t leave mine.
I stared back, surprised that the waving of my hand hadn’t scared him away.
We just looked at each other.
It was a stare stand off.
Would would give in first?
He seemed pretty stubborn crazy.
I looked at him.
I was determined to hold my ground.
I gave him my best, “Go ahead, make my day… squirrel” look.
He stared back at me with his best, “Avon calling!” look.
No one moved.
We just stared.
Finally Zoë came around the corner wondering what all the fuss was about. Once the little freak saw Zoë he took off straight away. That squirrel was no dummy…he realized I’d already been enslaved by a pug years ago.
Cross my heart…every word of this story is true, I had to call my parents to tell them just how weird it all was.
Hardly any martinis were consumed prior to the whole event.
Is this really me blowing kisses?
When you’re a slave to a pug…
anything is possible.
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Bastoni di fashion says
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I am in luuuuuurve with this tee! Perhaps I will feel more bad-ass wearing it! I just bought the black tulle skirt from Anthropologie. This would complement it perfectly. $22? Seriously? I’m showing Kyle when he gets home. I might have to have this. Too bad I’m so embarrassed about taking outfit photos out in public and flaunting that I’m a blogger. Can you alter this shirt to say “Bad ass blogger. Unless you think I’m bragging. In which case I’m a sincere, totally down-to-earth person?” lol
Anyways, that squirrel story is terrifying. I would be freaking out. The behavior is too fitting of a human…from a horror movie. Jazzy is bloodthirsty for squirrels. Hopefully she would protect me in a similar predicament.
I guarantee once you start wearing the tee you’ll take on a whole other persona. Getoutta my way! Badass blogger coming through!
Normally this site isn’t supposed to be active yet…ha ha. I’m so lame. Thus…the unfinished aspect of the whole thing.
I just realized you’d written here now. Ahhh… ; P
I DO HATE TO disagree, but i Love the skirt. Maybe try some heels instead of the boot?
Love the tee you did also, it made me laugh, right along side, that fabulously well told story of your comraderie with the squirrel!
Great styling, eloquent story! Fun, too!
That shirt you made is totally fabulous! I think you did an amazing job in it! Love that you also made a phone case! So creative and it looks so professional! I don’t think your legs look short in this skirt! LOL! I adore midi skirts and this one is awesome! Now watch out for squirrels! 🙂
Hahaha, that squirrel story is another example of your big talent for storytelling and of your sense of humor. I loved it.
As I love your Tee. So much, that I ordered it from Society6 in the long-sleeved version. It will be waiting for me in Holland;-). Pics to prove will follow in december.
I have to agree with yourself regarding the length of the skirt; not my fav look on you. But you still look adorable as always.
Sue @ A Colourful Canvas says
SQUUUEEEEEEE!!!! Congrats on the new website Suzanne!!!! It’s looking super fabulous!!!! Now! You GO Girl!!!! xoxoxoxxo
Dawn Lucy says
Wow, weird squirrel story! And totally badass shirt and phone cover! You’re the coolest! LOVE! And you are definitely one badass blogger, my dear!
I JUST FOUND YOU! And I LOVE LOVE LOVE your blog. You are hilarious and I love your style. Liz
OMG! I need this Blogger tee… STAT!
Abby of Life in the Fash Lane
Suzanne, this is freaking hilarious! You should write a novel based on these events lol!! LOVE the tee, it’s gorgeous! And I don’t think the skirt length is so bad. It looks good with the boots!