The Cursing Ceiling

I'm fed up.

Wait, no, let me rephrase that. I'm fucking fed up.

Whew. That feels better. I've been told to speak my mind and today in this odd blogging world and I've been slightly nervous. The things I think aren't always becoming; they are thoughts that won't always make friends, but they usually influence people.

Today a good f-bomb was all that was needed to break that meek little mouse ceiling. Sometimes, if I don't say it, no one will. Don't say I didn't warn you.

What naughty little habit do you have to clear your cobwebs?

When something a little stronger is needed, and a stiff drink is unavailable, try throwing a phone book at the floor. A trick learned from my mother, it usually does the trick.

Happy hurling,

L

Some Sass for your Sunday: The Little Black Glove

Good evening my darling delinquents,

Are you missing a little lace in your life? Desperate to feel daring? Or maybe, just maybe, you want to wow your wardrobe?

Well, I have a little surprise for you! Your quest for sassy spice has ended!

For the first time on Linnie gets Laced I have a press release to share (you can't imagine how suave I feel right about now). This is hot to the touch, oh so sexy, and just in time for all of those spectacular party dresses I know you (or your lady friends) will be rocking this season!

Feast your eyes on these beauties:

You can shop this fabulous line at The Little Black Glove.

These gorgeous gloves are part of the brand new holiday line, designed by Miss Numa herself. Not only is this lady chicer than most cats, but she knows her gloves.

Now, who wants to argue with a lady like that?

Miss Numa knows her gloves. She started wearing them while performing as a showgirl in a musical. To her dismay, she was forced to return her prized possessions every night at the performance end.

Years and a massive vintage glove collection later and this fox found her calling: she started designing her first collection. It has done amazingly well (think editorial, runway and celebrity press) and the reason for that is obvious.

If you are even a little bit like me your inner bitch battles to have the best outfit at the whatever shindig you are at. You not only want to look good, you want to own that room.

The best way to do that? Find a trend or piece that no one else has worn yet. Better yet, find one that is unknown and catches the eye of the gentlemen sharing in the festivities.

There is no better way to win the fashion game than to be that girl. You know, the hot girl in the black gloves...

Which ones are your favourite? What would you wear them with?

I'm dying to get my hands on the Tuxedos (pun fully intended). I'd wear them with everything from my military greens to my tight pencil skirts.

Oh, and for my fellow Canucks, yes, she ships to Canada (or wherever your lovely fingers may lie).

Giving it in gloves,

L