pillow talk

Yes, this is a post about throw pillows.

Is what this blog has come to?  How did it all fall apart?
Whatever, life can't all be bitching and gratuitous male models, can it?


Anyway, as you can probably see, I have an addiction to cheap throw pillows from Target.
Is there help for this? Somehow they help me cope.

Being creative poor, however, whenever I see something there that strikes my fancy, I have to delay my gratification for a few months.
Almost inevitably, (but not always) a set of two find their way on the dusty jumbled end caps for me to find.

I imagine this is exactly how a heroin addict who's just scored a hit feels. 

After my most recent purchase, (Cher), I noticed something like a theme.
Each one was rather like a different diva....so now I've named them.

Oh my god, is this what I've become???  The man who names his pillows as if they're pets.....after divas!
Kill me now.

At least, I now have the bugle beaded pillow to die upon.

the Cher by Bob Mackie (Target Clearance-- after weeks and weeks of waiting})

the Laurie Partidge (Target clearance)

the Morticia Addams (Target clearance)

the Polly Magoo (My first post Katrina pillow purchase {Target clearance})

the Debbie Harry (Target retail {ouch})

the Oscar Wilde (Target clearance)

the Twiggy (Second post Katrina pillow purchase {Target clearance})

the Scarlett O'Hara (Target Clearance)

The Virgen de Guadalupe (from the Target in the suburbs of heaven {actually gift from John...stuffed with real rose petals!})