FINALE! APHRO CHIC!!!
And so this ends another fabulous month of goodies…Sigh. We are thrilled to close ‘Home, Sweet, Home’, with the newly launched AphroChic. What you haven’t heard of AphroChic yet? Well, maybe the blog but the shop? Oh you will. Mark my words, we have ourselves a design super star on our hands…
San Francisco based Jeanine Hays is the founder of AphroChic which is the embodiment of her mantra: Modern. Soulful. Style. Hays creates her collections by combining a synthesis of high-end design and ethnic culture, with an emphasis on maintaining an eco-friendly/responsible enterprise. By the look of her collection I would say that Hays has accomplished her goal a perfect balance of both. Any fashionista worth her Louboutin’s could spot a mile a way that the offering today, the Haze in Mimosa, is a riff on the traditional Ikat pattern. Can we ooh and aah any more? Why yes, I think we can! Because this beauty is made of 100% Belgian linen, filled with 100% down (which goes through a rigorous sterilization process to remove allergens). Ooh. In fact, all of her Dreamland pillows are made from 100% natural fabrics, hand sewn mind you. Aah. This is the start of your collection, or should I say the star? Since it’s an impressive 24′ x 24′ inches (for those that don’t like numbers that’s substantial), how’s that for delivering some sunshine to your abode? Don’t think it works with your current color scheme? Uhm, maybe you should take a peek at the AphroChic look book , shot by none other than former contributor and renowned photographer Patrick Cline (Lonny Mag ring a bell?) It seems that color can be built upon to make your space effortlessly chic, or should I say effortlessly AphroChic?
Earlier this fall, I had the longest day. I was so tired. When I sat that night retelling it to my friend, trying to explain all the little humorous details which were at odds with the rather serious things that happened, I lost it. Could hardly breathe for laughing so hard. Tears were streaming down my face.
Ikat is wonderful, and made especially wonderful in your creations.
Honestly, yesterday my daughter was napping and my husband and I were in the kitchen. We both have lingering cold/sore throats and are trying to heal ourselves, lest we succumb to the larger and scarier ‘cochon’ virus. After doing some research on home remedies, I handed my husband a giant clove of raw garlic, straight out of our garden, and told him to eat it all up at once. I forgot to give him a glass of water to chase the garlic. His face, his hands, it was absolutely hilarious. I admit – I was laughing at him, not with him, but it was a real sight. I am not ashamed to say I laughed so hard the tears were streaming, and I almost peed in my pants. It made me remember one of the most important and endearing reasons I love him. His sense of humour. He truly makes me laugh.
I flew across the country to visit my cousin a few weeks ago. On my first night there, I laughed so hard I tooted, which made me laugh so hard I cried.
Last night! For Halloween a friend and I dressed up all eighties and i found this ridiculous silk one piece jumper at a thrift store. We ran home and I put it on and then looked in the mirror-we both burst into hysterical laughter!! we spent about ten minutes just trying to compose ourselves and breath! ha!
Me and my 8 year old son were driving down a street last week that was going through heavy construction, he is very familiar with this street and was so disturbed by the mess made by the dump trucks and jackhammers that he says, ” what in the HELL do they think they are doing!!!” I wanted to get mad at him for cursing but it was so funny and so UNLIKE him that I just looked at him and laughed, though he apologized…he was VERY confused at my reaction and tears of laughter…
OMG, what a great question. It was about an hour ago. My husband and I were watching Mike Epps comedy special on Showtime, and his show was so funny, I had tears in my eyes, and my husband did to. There is nothing like people that can make you laugh to take your mind of things that dont.
Just two days ago :-) We were talking with my Love Bird about our favourite dishes we would like to make for our first X-mas together and being quite tired I said I would like some goose cheese… we burst into laughter and just couldn’t stop, and in the end it was so strong that I could feel the tears dripping down my cheeks :-) Where can I find some goose cheese, please?! :-)
My 3-yr old neice’s best friend is her 77 old grandfather. I also happen to be one of her favorite people. :-) Well, the other day she explained to me, frustrated — “Auntie V I was trying to practice my Michael Jackson dance songs for you but Granpa won’t put the music on! He’s just laying there!!” You have to know this child. Every single thought of her makes me laugh. This time I laughed so hard she thought there was something wrong with me.
Yesterday! While playing “Would You Rather” with my teenage daughter. Hilarious! “Would you rather….date a guy that constantly talks too loud or looks like he’s constantly staring? Would you rather….have a 6 inch long second toe or a 6 inch long thumb?”
Last week. My fiance is the best at making me laugh so hard I cry… I cannot really remember exactly what we were talking about… just something silly…
My fiance always makes me laught…sometimes even wihtout trying to. The last time he made my laught so hard that I cried is about a week ago when he decided to show me his dancing skills. Believe me, he can dance, but not in a way you would like to see someone dance on a dance floor..he is just hilarious
My sister and I went out for dinner the last time she was in town. And while I have no idea why we both found it so funny, she had me in tears laughing when she told me this story about going out to dinner with coworkers. Apparantly one of the women was a regular to this restaurant and ordered a fish….which came out to the table with its head still on. Not something my sister was expecting….and it brought us back to when our dad, an avid fisherman, would bring fish home and tease us with them. It was wonderful to laugh so hard together…and just think how many calories we burned in the process. Thanks Shay!
The last time I laughed so hard I cried was when my boston terrier Betty became a limp noodle. She had been sleeping next to me and I picked her up to move and she immediatly melted in my hands into a new position STILL asleep! I thought it was funny so then I started moving her every 5 seconds. She went through 25 poses of various melted limp sleep and never woke up! It was the funniest thing i’ve ever witnessed in my life! Then my boyfriend started putting kibble in her bowl….at the first tink of kibble in silver bowl she bolted up, ears erect and MAD DASHED into the kitchen!!!
I just finished my first round of graduate school midterms, and let’s just say I was more than a little bit loopy from lack of sleep by the end of the last one. You know – that sleepy to where you’re almost feeling kind of drunk, and everything takes on a whole new, totally unwarranted level of funny?
Soooo – my professor hands me this epic ten question essay exam, and I realize that I have no clue what the first question is even talking about, after my 56,345,985 hours of studying, no less!
Instead of panicking and being completely crushed, I just started laughing hysterically. Yes – I was laughing {and quite audibly, no less!} while my professor was handing out the midterm. I was unable to compose myself and just sat there sort of convulsing absurdly. Needless to say, I looked lie an absolute mental case and received quite a few raised eyebrows and ’shushes,’ but I guess that’s what it took to shake my stress away; I ended up getting an ‘A’ – crazy and all!!!
Hmm. That’s a great question. I think the last time I laughed until I cried was while watching the commercial with the little Musketeer chinchillas taking over a town during the 1800’s. The commercial was for Las Vegas tourism. But man, it was funny!!
So in love with this pillow, I’ve had my eye on it for the last three weeks. Crossing my fingers :)
My sister and I were on a family vacation and found ourselves far from civilization over New Year’s Eve. We shared some champagne and were trying to make our way back to the cabin in the dark — in a hurry, too, because we both had to pee — one giggle lead to another and before I knew it, my grown sister had peed her pants! I laughed so hard that sure enough — I peed my pants, too!
Last weekend. The Hubbums induced it. You want to know what is sad? I don’t remember what he said! HA! He just makes me laugh SO hard and I love him for it! I just love him lots and tons and sutff!!!
last week. i had to buy these granny panties to wear under a form-fitting dress and when i put them on there was nothing else to do but laugh until i cried!
xo
Kelly
I was rushing out of my bathroom on my way to work and watching the last of “The Nanny.” The episode was about how they attempted to change her into a socialite and they thought that she would be ready to host a luncheon in a short period of time. One of the snobby guest came up to her and asked her, was the statue “Mayan.” She replied, no it’s “His-in.” I fell out laughing and could not even put on my shoes while rushing to retrieve my keys and was still laughing so loud that I woke my kids and even some of my neighbors while walking to my car. Once inside my car I was still laughing out loud, that episode was hilarious!
the last time i laughed so hard that i cried, it was conveniently in public.. in a restaurant. but that’s how it always happens and it can’t be stopped once that type of laughter erupts. the reason for my hysterics was my sister – we were reminiscing about something or from childhood and just like that *boom* it happened. we were both laughing and crying and heaving for breath and trying not to look at each other to keep from starting up again. it was fun. (but maybe not so much for our waiter who had to come back because we were laughing too hard to talk)
this past weekend, i went with a good friend to find her a new pair of jeans. she’s a tiny little thing, so we pulled all the slimmest fits and went to the dressing room. we’re pretty close and the rooms were big, so we went in together. when she tried on the Super Skinny pair (which only accentuated her MINUSCULE legs), we laughed. when she started jigging all over the dressing room like a little fairy sprite, we doubled over wheezing and cried. the best part about this was that this past weekend was a really difficult one for both of us, so it felt good to let loose and express our joy, together.
This weekend I had several of my friends stay with us for the annual Halloween festivities. There’s nothing that brings tears to my eyes faster than hearing my very large male friend (6′8) belt Beatles tunes (as it were) in a falsetto (via Beatles Rock Band). It seems that though his voice is extremely deep naturally, he can only hold a tune in falsetto. It SLAYS me every time!
That would be last Friday on Oct 30th! I have an iphone and it always corrects words but sometimes DOESN’T correct words! So I was texting my boyfriend and trying to tell him to “shut” the window and apparently I typed “Could you please shit the window” and I didn’t notice, so when I got a text back that said “I will not “shit” the window but I will “shut” the window” I just started laughing so hard I was crying! Then my boss is like what happened and I showed her my texts and she started laughing really hard. Then of course later that night my boss sends me a text “Could you shit the window – thanks” and I started crying again from laughing! So it was just a few days ago that I laughed so hard I cried :)
A friend of mine from Ukraine doesn’t always put his sentences together correctly and after a few glasses of wine he never fails to get me to laugh so hard I cry. Ahh… the comic effect of misplaces pronouns :)
1:15 p.m., Friday, October 30, 2009. At lunch with my co-workers. It was a coincidental series of events that were sit-com worthy, but it’s too ribald a story to share here! I did SO enjoy the laugh, though!!! It was so noteworthy an event that I remember the date AND time it occurred!
Around the dinner table, after the kids were in bed, my husband’s family was discussing a close family friend’s pending divorce. The discussion eventually turned to the couple’s problems in the bedroom. In this case, the wife had refused to have sex with the husband for months. My mother-in-law said that the woman had even ruled out “pity sex.” Nobody wants to hear their mother-in-law discuss this topic, much less when it involves the initmate relationship between two friends. However, m
y sister-in-law’s husband, no choir boy himself, became very uncomfortable and was astounded that my mother-in-law would say such a thing. With a “Sheesh!” He jumped up from the table and got another glass of wine. When he returned he could hardly look any of us in the eye, his face was red. He was incredulous that she would say such a thing and continued to shake his head. We all thought it was an uncomfortable conversation, but not that uncomfortable. That was until It dawned on me that my brother-in-law thought she had said “titty” instead of “pity.” Now that put it into a whole new light and said things not just about our friends, but about my in-laws. Eveyone cried. Each holiday, during a meal, someone (me) works the phrase into the conversation to relive the moment.
On Halloween! I was dancing around in my house and holding a blanket, stepped on the blanket and bam! Down I went, nothing to slow or stop my fall. We had some friends and family over and we all had a good laugh over it.
This is definitely a common occurrence in my life. Last time it was when we dressed our dog up in cutoffs and a t-shirt inexplicably printed with kittens and flags. He looked very Nascar.
Halloween!! I was home alone with my sister at my parents house. Their house is down a really dark scary road and on a lake. Across from the lake they do a haunted house every year, so the sound of chainsaws and people screaming echos on the lake till about 11pm every night until Halloween. My parents had left and they kept the garage door open. About half an hour later, we hear a knock on the door (the one that connects the house to the garage). My sister and I FREAKED OUT and I ran and grabbed a knife.. she grabbed the lamp. And when hid for about 5 minutes. Then, we heard the doorbell ring…… it rang again……. and again. We called my dad and told him that the doorbell wouldn’t stop ringing…… he then reminded us that it was Halloween and probably a trick or treater. hahahahahhahah It was the first trick or treater my sister and I have EVER had in that house. Oh man!
The last time I laughed so hard that I cried was with my mother–we were sharing stories about my grandmother on the anniversary of her death and we both just cracked up remembering some of the crazy stuff my grandma used to do. It was wonderful :)
The last time I laughed that hard was when me, my Husband and his brother went ice skating to get away from the heat this past summer. First, I need to mention that his brother looks like he step out of the 1990’s grunge scene. He was wearing torn jean shorts, a dirty tee and his hair & beard were long and scraggly. My husband and I were skating around the rink and we see his brother spinning in the middle. As we skate past him, my husband points to his brother and says “look at that homeless person ice skating.” Good thing my husband was holding my hand because I laughed so hard I almost fell down. Then I continued to laugh as we skated around the rink for at least 2 more laps. Tears were streaming down my face and I could barely breath. That comment came out of no where and sucker punched my funny bone.
My husband always makes me laugh really hard when he indulges my silliness. I have a special fondness for wordplay, and I got in a silly mood during our last long car ride and started singing alternate lyrics to the Beatle’s song “Hello, Goodbye.” I’d substitute in things like “You say ‘rake,’ I say ‘hoe’” and “You say ’stag,’ I say ‘doe.’” Tim just kind of smiled at me as I went on (and on), and then busted out “You say ’sweat,’ I say ‘glow.’” It was surprising and goofy and just made me love him all over again as I laughed until my sides ached.
About two weeks ago, I was doing one of those “self-relaxation/meditation” videos. I’d had a stressful week and was lying on my bed with a friend. We decided that we should meditate to clear our minds and found a video that promised to take us to a far-away paradise. However, I cracked up before we got there and found myself doubled over instead, tears coming down my face. It didn’t matter how hard I tried, I could not stop. Though the meditation definitely failed, I bet the laughter was better for the stress than any imaginary beach would have been.
Whenever my hubby and I have free time to just sit and talk it seems like I end up laughing so hard I cry because he just has this slap-stick humor that cracks me up! We don’t often get time to just sit and talk with our crazy work schedules so it’s about twice a week that we actually get to just sit and talk and listen to each other. He makes my world much less stressful with his anecdotes and his easy nature of handling all the stresses in the day to day of life. Laughter truly is the best medicine for whatever ails you!
Two days ago, on my birthday, upon realizing that my Halloween costume choice, an owl, made for a perfect excuse to sing along to The Who’s “Who Are You.”
Everytime that silly commercial (I think it’s for Vegas) about Chinchilla Days comes on…I don’t know why, but that just hits my funny bone every time!!
call it a “you had to be there” moment, but my friends and i were watching the PBS broadcast of “Oklahoma!” with hugh jackman. we thought one of the guys were sort of creepy throughout the whole production and during a behind the scene featurette, a picture of him and hugh jackman came up. the look on his face was crazed and maybe because we were deliriously tired from the jetlag, we exploded into bellyaching laughter for a good 5 minutes.
The last time I had a laughing fit was on a walk with my boyfriend. At the same moment we both looked up and saw a “beware of dog” sign posted in a window. As soon as we both noticed that sign two very small and fluffy dogs jump into the window and not only bark at us but attack the couch pillow as if to show us what might happen to us if we decided to intrude! It might have been a “you had to have been there moment” but it brings us to laughter every time we mention it.
My four closest friends and I are spread out all over the country at this point, have completely opposite schedules from one another, and are only able to gather in one room about twice a year. Phone calls are hard to schedule, but emails make it possible for us to stay in touch. We don’t write summaries of our days/weeks/lives, we just write rambling stories that we think the others would find amusing. It’s wonderful because when I read them I almost feel like I’m sitting at a coffee shop with them. The other day one of the girls, who is studying in England, wrote a long anecdote explaining her confusion over the term “fruity disco”. Of course I decided to open the email in class, and of course I spent the remainder of the period trying to hide my belly bouncing/shoulder shaking/eyes tearing laughter…
halloween night when my aunt peed her pants
I was on a business trip in Vegas over the Halloween weekend. I stepped out of the elevator after a long conference to find six grown men dressed, head to toe, in huge penquin costumes (complete with red bow ties), fins holding onto beers! My shock and surprise when I looked up made them laugh just as hard. Business trip to Vegas = $650. Bombarded by 6 very tall, talking penquins drinking beer = Priceless!
My husband is a dork, and will think of something totally random and start laughing uncontrollably and after being annoyed for a minute I break down and can’t help but join in.
Last week, One of my extremely macho co-workers began singing a Miley Cyrus song, in an incredibly high pitched voice. That darn song was stuck in my head the rest if the day…
A few weeks ago, my five-year-old picked up two lemon halves off the counter, held them at her chest, and started singing “itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka-dot bikini”. It was so funny that I cried – but then, I had to quickly add, “Don’t do that at school!”
Last night, talking to 2 of my friends on the internet. They are boyfriend and girlfriend. We were discussing a man at church that keeps trying to tell them how to date and not to hold hands or walk beside each other. I came up with a few ways they could put him in his place and set him straight!!!
Last week I showed up to the gym to meet my girlfriend at 5am, in the dark with sunglasses on my head. (I didn’t want to leave them in the house again- so I figured if I made it to the car I would just toss them into the passenger seat). It was funny, but it was hilarious at 5am when I realized the guy checking membership cards hadn’t even flinched.
My husband makes me laugh quite often and last week he did his silly strip tease for me which made me laugh so hard my belly ached for days!
Watching my cousin’s baby girl play around. It was at her 1st birthday party. She has so much character and is so animated. She was wearing her very pretty party dress and was walking around barefoot. We were all sitting or standing around in the living room, just observing her. And she was opening up her birthday gifts. She’s extremely playful and very much the ham. Each time she’d tear or try to rip open the giftwrap. Like most babies, she seemed to enjoy the wrapping more than the contents of the box. Then, she got a hold of two balloons, by grabbing their strings. She began playing peek-a-boo with them. Holding them in front of her face, then separating them. And her reaction was hilarious! She would chuckle, almost as if to herself, and then put the balloons back in front of her face and repeat the process. It was so much fun just to watch her and hear her funny laugh. It wasn’t her usual laugh, this one was more robust. It was almost as if she was putting on a show for us. The entire room was roaring with laughter for at least 10 minutes. I laughed so hard that I had tears in my eyes. Children are so fun to watch, especially since they are rarely self-conscious. That is probably what makes it so enjoyable to watch their reactions.
The last time I laughed so hard I cried was a silly reaction to something I can’t even remember. I use laughter as a reaction to embarrassment, so it might have been that. The worst part was that it was during a meeting… In my defense, I had had very little rest beforehand and no coffee.
The last best time I laughed so hard I cried was when I was volunteering at the church nursery (up until 4 years old). This past session we had several new children. One of them was a holy terror. He got a little rough at times, and would just go around grabbing things from other children, playing with them for 5 seconds, and then moving on. He was a really big baby: he looked almost two years old, but he must have only been about 10 months. When he and another boy his age (also new) started fighting over a toy, I took it from both of them, and he started crying. After 15 seconds he stopped and moved on to terrorize another young soul. Then another one of the new children who was also around his age started crying. She had calmed down in the beginning, but near the end of service, she started again. I held her, rocked her, and sang to her a little more. She calmed a bit, but still cried. When I sat down with her, this new boy came over and wiped her tears with his hands. It was so uncharacteristically sweet for him to do, I started laughing. All the other volunteers wanted to know why I was laughing with this crying child in my arms, which made it just a little more funnier.
My boyfriend and I recently went to Japan. We are both very adventerous with food, he especially loves all manner of pickled things, fish, unusual sauces and new veggies; he never says no to food and will try almost anything. He loved all of the food in Japan. Towards the end of our trip, we had lunch at an all-you-can-eat buffet at which we could not recognize many of the items. He happily ate everything, mixing and matching new dishes. For dessert I took several roasted chestnuts from the buffet, a treat I consider special and delicious. I was surprised to learn my boyfriend had never tried one, but I was excited to be introducing them to him, sure he would love them. He took one bite of that chestnut and contorted his face in a way I had never seen – he was absolutely disgusted. He chewed slowly, with seemingly great effort. I laughed and laughed until I cried and then some!