Showing posts with label shopping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shopping. Show all posts

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Man mall

We went shopping at Cabela's, and I felt like I'd been inside a huge testosterone bubble by the time I left. Men everywhere, shopping alone or in groups of two. It was like a what a mall would be like if men designed it and could just sell guns, hunting gear, and meat grinders.

We got into a conversation about men being drawn to destruction and whether it's innate or learned. There's so many reasons we can never really know, but I think it must be a combination of both.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Pre-chewed pencils

As my husband pointed out, the chair pad that doubles as a backpack is from a country outside the US and sold to students outside the US. Perhaps students in the UK are more body conscious than students in this country.

Outside of that, the company has a second product that is also interesting. Pre-chewed pencils are a unique novelty. If you don't chew your pencils I can't imagine you would want something like that. And if you do, you might feel disappointed that it's already partially pre-chewed. There must be a third category of pencil users to warrant such a product.

Not practical, but pretty funny.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Backpack or backpain

I came across an interesting product today. It's a backpack and seat cushion in one.

I have to wonder who this is really being marketed toward. If you are in high school you don't care if your plastic chair is hard. You're young. It doesn't bother you. That's why you also carry around 400 pounds of books and don't have any back pain.

So is this really just another baby boomer product that is being discreetly disguised from the baby boomers themselves? It must be hard to market to people who are aging but want to maintain their self-delusional mentality of "we never got old."

Hmm. I'm gonna keep a look out at coffee shops.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Urban wear

While my husband was exploring all the possibilities in urban wear, I ran across urban golf gear. Because sometimes you want to play golf, but you want more choices in your golf attire. I can't look at it too long though. I've got to get back to talking my husband out of that 36 inch thick hip hop dookie chain necklace he has his eye on.