Well, okay, the title of this post is sort of misleading. Because I have never met a sweatshirt I did not want to wear (except, perhaps, this one, because as cute as it is I have a feeling that it's made for a different kind of human being than the one I am). And this list doesn't include the sweatshirt that I was wearing in yesterday's post (and that I am, in fact, wearing right this very second).

Not all of the below styles are sweatshirt-priced (although I did leave out this Julie Verhoeven one because I don't think "sweatshirt" and "1,800" belong in the same sentence), but as I've gotten older and grown into a (much) more relaxed, even sporty (?!) look, the kinds of things I'm willing to spend money on have changed. I bought a pair of Louboutins a couple of years ago, and have worn them...I dunno, maybe four times? I recently splurged on a pair of Golden Goose sneakers (on consignment, granted, but still), and have worn them every single day since they arrived.

In short: How much money I'm willing to spend on something has started to be less about what it's "worth," and more about what it's worth to me. And a sweatshirt that's not schlumpy in the slightest and that I can wear dressed down with jeans and flats or dressed up with leather leggings and heels is exactly the type of thing I want in my closet.

My t-shirt may say "Darlin'," but it comes with a free gun show.

Nordstrom: phenomenal company, just phenomenal. Doing big things out there, big things, yuge things. It's all very exciting, very exciting. Everyone's very excited about it.

So let's go shopping, shall we?

My present to you on this Tuesday morning: A link roundup with not one single post about politics. You're welcome.

 Here are 100 photos so funny you might pee.

 Ummmm I did not know it was possible to want to hug a night-light, but hello.

I keep a running list of things I want to write about on RG. Some of the things I jot down never end up turning into posts either because I jotted them down in the middle of the night and they make no sense in the light of day, or because I realize that they're terrible and/or tragically mortifying ideas. As an example of the latter, one of the notes in my phone right now says, "Order Thinx period underpants & test-run for post." This does not seem like an especially advisable life choice.

The post ideas that give me the most trouble, though, are the ones that I like but don't really merit a full-length post, or the ones that I like but have no idea how to talk about in long-form without sounding even weirder than I usually do. Except my current list of cool stuff I want to mention is getting annoyingly long, and I'm starting to realize that I'm not going to suddenly be struck with an elegant way to introduce the topic of, say, foot-shaving, because an elegant way to introduce the topic of foot-shaving does not exist.

So here we go. Five things I'm all about right now that have absolutely nothing to do with each other save for the fact that you really need to know about them all.