Saturday, May 28, 2011


I bought a few new fans while in Chinatown this week. The last time I bought one, I was in Pisa, Italy and although it was October, it was too warm for me. It was cheap and plastic (and probably made in China), but at 4 Euros, I didn't expect it to last very long.

This time, I got three sizes. The large one is about 11" long, the medium one about 8" long and the little one about 6" long. The big one creates such a breeze, it's like having servants with palm fronds fanning me, and the little one fits perfectly in my purse, which means I will always have a cool breeze no matter where I may be.

I learned at my Aunt's funeral this week, that I was cursed with the family's "hot" gene. Apparently, I haven't been the only one bitching about the heat all these years. Right now, as I type this from my hotel room, it's about 58 degrees in here. Ed is under a fluffy duvet and I'm sitting at the desk in a pair of sweats and a tank top.

The quality of these fans is beautiful. The bigger ones are made with thick, sturdy wood and the fan portion is made from a canvas-like material. The little one in primarily wood, with silky material making up the top pink portion. And look at the pretty detail...There were so many choices, it was hard to decide, which is obviously why I got three of them. I just hope the Asian lettering doesn't spell out something completely offensive or worse, something that makes me look ridiculous while I'm fanning myself.

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You Won’t See These Giant Feet In A Museum
Semantically Speaking
He Fought The Ed And The Ed Won
Electric Fence
You’re Such A Pansy!!
6 YEARS AGO: Sorry, no post for this day.

1 comment:

Gil said...

I remember when funeral homes used to hand then out at wakes. Thinking back now, it must have been before those places had a/c. My dad's family used a funeral home by Fordham University near White Plains road and ?.