The things I wish I bought in the aisles of Target but didn't or else I'd be broke, volume 02.

Yes, it’s time for round two! Yee-haw and hippety-dippity! This one features Marianne and Denny, parkas and all. Look at her wave all don’t mind me! Just being pushed around Target, ain’t no thing! It’s so funny when they come visit. I’m like, “It’s 50! No jacket!” and they’re all wringing their hands, “Nowwww… whiiiich… parka… to… wear… todayyyyy.” No parkas were purchased at Target, however.

Carrying on…

AFTER THE JUMP.

I can see some of you, yes you, pulling these off with a sundress. I can’t however because I’d be about eight feet tall and because I’d break an ankle. A veritable detriment to anyone else on the sidewalks that day.

It’s ombre! It’s yarn! It’s ombre yarn! Hashtag trend hashtag diy hashtag I don’t need it. But you, YOU DO. Seriously though, this one (and this whole aisle really–full of all that awesome Hand Made Modern shit) gave me pause. (I say that like every other aisle at Target doesn’t?) I stared at it for awhile, tapping my pointer finger on my lip, eyes scrunched. What to make, what to make, WHAT TO MAKE WITH OMBRE YARN. The possibilities are endless but then I realized that I know myself better than that and its possibilities would, in actuality, end once it entered the Hunt house and got tossed in the “craft bin.” I’m just not a DIY-er. However maybe you are both a DIY-er and a hipster in which case you must also get these Helvetica wooden letters. Does it get more hipster than that? (Yes. Painting the Helvetica letters with homemade paints colored with organic beets all while drinking coffee from your Chemex and listening to Sufjan.) Those letters though.

I don’t see this specific one on the site–just that black one hiding behind it. But anyway, it’s cooler than your average sound dock, right? Wood!

I could not be the girl that bought a pair of sweats every time she left the house. I could. not. do. it. Though! I thought about it. I was only successfully ripped from the toilsome decision making process by a text from my Dad that read, “Parker says he has to “P”.” Not sure why P needed quotes, capitalization, or the double ee dropped from it, but I fled the scene and got that boy to a potty anyhow.

Does this one even need a caption? Who doesn’t need (fine, want) pastel-y Easter-y prett-y things? And how about these? Bunny tea light holders. Damn you Target and all your cute things that hold with them the promise of warmth and flowers and spring and life outside of the four walls of my home. (Maybe I’m looking too much into this.) And I’m totally obsessed with these egg things even though I just know I will not, not even once, remove my eggs from the carton to put them in it instead. I’m just so reasonable it’s boring.

These are just cool, right? I got William a pair. They have a great dark gray color behind the light gray too. I knew one was coming home with me. Light vs. dark, I went with light. Bada bing bada boom.

It appears as though Parker found himself a booger in the Starbucks section of Target. And it was free too!

“Marianne! Hold my parka!”

“Denny, I can’t, don’t you see I’ve got the apples.”

And once again, what did I actually get? I actually can’t remember, that’s how forgettable it was. Let me see. Some sort of veggie-packed cookie so not a cookie at all, a sports bra, and a pair of workout pants. Oh yeah, Bridget’s getting back on the workout train! Still boring, just with a side of working out.

And this concludes “The things I wish I bought in the aisles of Target but didn’t or else I’d be broke, volume 02.” See you next time!

P.S. Didn’t actually see this in the store, but now I want one. So much prettier than the Brita.

The things I wish I bought in the aisles of Target but didn’t or else I’d be broke, volume 02.

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