Thursday, November 26, 2015

Tanks Very Much JCP and Happy Thanksgiving

Tank: J. C. Penney's
Cami: J. C. Penney's
Jeans: Mudd, Kohl's
Shoes: Alloy
Bag: Nordstrom
Sunglasses: Kohl's

Tank: J. C. Penney's
Cami: J. C. Penney's
Jeans: Mudd, Kohl's
Shoes: Chinese Laundry, DSW
Bag: Candie's, Kohl's
Sunglasses: Candie's, Kohl's

Tank: J. C. Penney's
Cami: J. C. Penney's
Jeans: Mudd, Kohl's
Shoes: Ami Clubwear
Bag: Apt. 9, Kohl's
Sunglasses: Kohl's

Tank: J. C. Penney's
Cami: J. C. Penney's
Jeans: Mudd, Kohl's
Shoes: Ami Clubwear
Bag: Marshalls
Sunglasses: Michaels

There are few clothing combos more iconic than jeans and a tee shirt.  Unless, of course, it's jeans and a tank top.  So on this Turkey Day, I'm taking a moment to give thanks to J. C. Penney's and the four tank tops it sold me, as well as this single pair of denim jeggings from Kohl's.  (For the record, I'm also thankful for the Goodwill-bound bag of clothes hibernating in my trunk, as its mighty kilt recently rescued me from a wardrobe malfunction.)  Simple and streamlined, these wardrobe basics let the accessories do the talking.  And what a lot they have to say, all of it cranberry-centric in honor of this elastic waist pants day of days that we call Thanksgiving (or, if you happen to be semi-vegan Jesse Eisenberg, then Thanks-living, as told two weeks ago to an incredulous Conan).  But first, a rundown of the players:

Daisy Chain Jane = Daisy (not Jane, although I fought the pull of Plain Jane puns something powerful)

Dandy Candy = Candy (obviously)

Winged Bling = Peggy (do not call her Margaret, or for that matter, horsey, no matter how many apple pies she eats)

Mushroom Madness = Maria (the Super Mario Brothers' long-lost sister)

Daisy prefers her cranberries crunchy and unsweetened but will indulge in these Cranberry Hootycreeks* on special occasions.  That's why I made them despite my fear of baking (and of white chocolate).

Then there's Candy, who will eat only the most artificial of cranberries, a.k.a. those that come gelled in a can.  Ocean Spray serves them up sweet in this limited-time retro version stacked in a wall that Warhol would love.  Crave the wave indeed.

Peggy doesn't believe in cranberries because, as she says, they don't believe in her.  

And Maria?  She doesn't care about cranberries.  Even if she is a mush.  She's concerned with only her own preservation, urging diners everywhere to forgo mushrooms and "leave the fungus in the forest."  (The husband shares her sentiment, having uttered these very words to me at dinner last night.)

Which brings us to these chatterbox charms from the past and present (there's a fungus among us, er, them) as well as a sneak speak at a few from the future (I'm talking to you, out-of-season fruit salad).
A free can of cranberry sauce to anyone who wants to surmise what they'll say.**

*Cranberry Hootycreeks (I don't where this name came from, but I'm fairly certain that it has nothing to do with Hootie and the Blowfish.  Although I wish it did.)


5/8 cup flour
1/2 cup rolled oats
1 1/4 cup flour
1/2 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
1/3 cup light brown sugar
1/3 cup white sugar
1/2 cup dried cranberries
1/2 cup white chocolate chips
1/2 cup chopped pecans
1/2 cup butter
1 egg
1 tsp vanilla extract


Preheat oven to 350 degrees.  Grease cookie sheet.  Beat 1/2 cup butter, egg, and vanilla until fluffy.  Add other ingredients and mix together until well-blended. Drop heaping spoonfuls onto cookie sheet 2" apart.  Bake for 8-10 minutes, or until edges are lightly browned.  Cool for two minutes.

**I was kidding about the free cranberry sauce.  Contrary to the photo, I'm not hoarding a superkmarket's worth in my house.  For the time being, I hoard only clothes.  And unicorns.


Michelle said...

Happy Thanksgiving! LOVE that galaxy tank and the tiered blue one!

Jewel Divas Style said...

Love a good tank, especially when it's full of sequins and crystals.