The Bow Belle

It's Crayon Day! It should be no surprise to y'all that I love crayons even now.  When I was very, very little I only had four, in the colors depicted on the bow:  red, blue, yellow, and green.  When I started school I learned that crayons come in many, many other colors, but I digress.  Green was my favorite color as a toddler, and it remains that way now, but for some reason I chose blue earrings to go with the bow. I think I chose blue because I wear blue jeans every day, and blue jewelry matches blue jeans.  Or that's the way I reasoned back in high school.  But for the record, I do love blue; when one is a Moody Blues fan one tends to gravitate towards blue, and I am indeed a fan, LOL.  Heck, I liked blue BEFORE I could tell Justin Hayward from Justin Timberlake (which isn't hard, as one's old and talented and the other is young and does better on SNL than he does as a singer).  But anyway, I got the blue crayons to go with my bow.  Pity I couldn't find da

Yep, baseball.  My dad, who loved word play, jokingly called it "basic ball."  The season opens today!  Batter up! Today's bow is made from the skin of a baseball.  Baseball skin hair bows can be found all over Etsy, but my particular bow came from kraftyelves .  It can come in red (CARDINAL NATION, BABY!!!) or in blue if you're...dare I say it...a Cubs fan.  LOL, just kidding!  I don't root for the Cubs, but I don't hate them either, and I do love how devout their fans are!  The Cubs went a long time without winning a World Series, and yet their fans stuck by them and were eventually rewarded for their diligence.  But aaaaanyway, this particular shop sells bows in red and in blue, so if you're a fan of the Colorado Rockies you're outta luck!  Or at least I've never seen one of these baseball skin bows in purple.  Some shops will change colors if you ask them very, very nicely, so never say never.  And if you know someone who plays softball, softba

I've had this bow around ever since the beginning of this coronavirus crap.  It's a popular bow at my place of work, and it's one of my favorites because it goes with everything.  Etsy shop is DelanieandDaleyzas . Never in my life did I dream that I'd see a toilet paper-themed bow.  I was even able to find matching earrings.  These came from kendrasetsyshop . Why everyone wanted toilet paper at the beginning of this mess is anyone's guess, but it was.  The first day that I went to try and replenish my own stash of TP the shelves were bare...and one single smug-looking bitch was walking away with Wal-Mart's entire stock in her cart!  I stood with two other folks and loudly complained, but she just smirked and went sauntering away.  I wish to this day that we'd charged her in a mass and collectively said "'Scuse us, but we'll each be taking a couple'a these.  Please and thanks."  I won't tell y'all what I had to use for a couple o

Story time.  When I was a freshman in high school I had a friend who turned out not to be so great a friend after all.  We hung out together because our mothers were both teachers and because we both claimed to be holier than thou.  And because we were holier than thou, we were above the witchcraft and wizardry that was Harry Potter.  Not too long after she'd led me to believe the books were satanic, she spread a rumor that I was suicidal and that was the end of that "friendship."  My opinions on everything changed, but by that time I was too disgusted with life to even try the books I'd deemed evil, so I didn't read the Harry Potter series until I was about twenty-nine or so. Now the painful time that was my freshman year is far behind me, though the memories do still sting.  I learned some valuable lessons and figured out who my real friends were, so it wasn't all bad.  I've stuck to my guns regarding my religious faith, but I also remembered that books

For a long time my favorite car has been the Volkswagen Beetle.  Sometime...oh, maybe two years ago, Mama surprised me with a T-shirt that has a decidedly hippie-looking Beetle on the front, and a bow to match. Okay, they're VW buses and not Beetles, but who's counting?  LOL, Beetles were once a source of comedy for my family as my sister and her then-boyfriend would play "Punch Buggy" wherever they went.  They extended their game to include Ford Mustangs ("charley horse"), Chrysler PT Cruisers ("cruiser bruiser"), and anything with wood paneling ("wood grain, feel the pain").  Sister has a silver tongue and she'd find any way she could to win a round through arguing.  If one of them yelled the wrong color it didn't count, and Sister would find some silly little way that Boyfriend had called the wrong color.  Listening to them banter was hilarious, and the maniacal grin on Sister's face was just as epic, if not better.  Sigh..

When I was a little girl Dr. Seuss was king.  I was fond of Horton Hatches the Egg , while my sister was obsessed with The Foot Book .  My bow today unfortunately doesn't have either of those themes, but it does have Thing One and Thing Two on it.  That too ties in with my childhood, since Mama used to call my sister and me Thing One and Thing Two. I have another Dr. Seuss bow somewhere, but it's pretty little so I rarely wear it.  This one is another gift from my mama, so I don't know where it came from, but it matches my new shirt so I won't complain.  Since Thing One and Thing Two both wear red jumpsuits, I could also wear this with red.  Versatility is a good thing, with the economy being what it is.  Mama and I have elected to be veeeeeeeery careful with our money, so new hair bows are probably going to become a rarer thing.  No biggie, because I've got two big boxes full already. Fun thing about Dr. Seuss, whose real name was Theodor Seuss Geisel:  the name &q

I love bees, and I have three bows commemorating said love.  This is one of them. This one is my newest one; the other two I've worn already.  Don't worry, y'all will get to see them when the time comes.  But this one has a small chain of bees on it that dangles, and I'm not sure how well they'll look with my ponytail. They sort of match my earrings.  My earrings have "diamonds" on them, while the bees on my bow don't.  They go just fine together though. The bow came from BowObsessions , and I don't know where Mama got the earrings. I've always found it both interesting and humorous that while both bumblebees and honeybees have stripes, bees in art, jewelry, and animation usually resemble bumblebees.  I try to give both species a respectful distance since they're related to wasps and thus sting, and because honeybees don't recover after stinging (bumblebees do).  It's probably old news by now that our honeybees have become endang

For the record, I suck at Pac-Man.  I've only played it a handful of times, but each time I couldn't get past the first level.  I guess it's one of those games that requires practice and patience...and patience is NOT one of my virtues!  Regardless, I do like Pac-Man.  Compared to the dumb video games we have today Pac-Man's simple innocence is...well, it's pretty nice.  Unfortunately I'm about to make myself look like a complete hypocrite, because my Pac-Man is munching more than just little white pellets! Phooey on pellets and fruit and ghosts, Pac-Man's hitting the hard stuff!  The Etsy carrier, DollfaceDesignss , goes heavy on the horror, so I guess Pill-Popper Pac-Man is kinda tame compared to Psycho .  Whatevs, I like my accessories a little (or a lot) on the offbeat side, so I'm happy.  This is a mighty nice bow, by the way.  Some of my bows pull my hair like mad, but this one slid right in. In addition to the goofy hair bow I've gone with Pac

My work week begins today, Tuesday.  Today I decided to deck my 'do with this bow, from AMWBowtique.  Etsy shut down AMW for some weird reason, but the Failbook page is alive and well.  This bow has a Little Golden Book theme. The one, the only, the Saggy Baggy Elephant!  Oh, when my sister and I were children Little Golden Books were our lives.  We learned about God, about the solar system, about some of the more popular cat breeds, about make-believe worlds where animals communicated with humans and with each other.  One of my favorites was one of the classics, entitled The Saggy Baggy Elephant .  The book was about a young elephant who called himself Sooki.  Sooki didn't know exactly what he was but was happy with who he was...until a smart-aleck parrot made fun of his large ears and his large trunk and especially his wrinkly skin.  "You are baggy and saggy.  They should call you Saggy-Baggy!" the parrot jeered.  Poor Sooki subsequently tried a number of methods

None other than my late father's favorite team! Win or lose, Daddy loved the Kansas City Chiefs...and unfortunately, while he was alive the Chiefs usually lost.  I don't know why Daddy picked them as his favorite team, but he did, and when Daddy loved something, his love was both enthusiastic and contagious.  The Chiefs are not my absolute favorite team (that title goes to the Tennessee Titans), but they'll always be special.  As for the bow, Mama custom-ordered that for me shortly before the Super Bowl, and I planned to wear it even if they lost.  Sadly I do not know the name of the Etsy store, but it can't be too hard to figure out. Happy Saturday,  RagingMoon1987  

Here's what I'm wearing today.  Can't beat St. Pat's!  And warning:  I'll be talking a lot about JoJo Siwa in this post. A lot of my bow are either gifts and/or Etsy finds, but this one is a JoJo bow.  One can't really be a hair bow enthusiast without giving at least some grudging appreciation to JoJo Siwa.  I used to call her "Psycho JoJo" on my doll blog because I'd seen how she'd behaved on Dance Moms, but seeing as that was a reality show, no one knows exactly how real it is.  Anyway, JoJo is long past that now.  She is nineteen years old and hails from Nebraska, and for most of her short life JoJo has rocked a hair bow of some stripe.  Miss JoJo went on to say that for her bows were "more than just a hair accessory," but a "symbol of power, confidence, believing-ness ."  I love the term "believing-ness," first and foremost, and I like the idea of a hair bow being a symbol of empowerment as well.  JoJo has also

If you're coming over from my doll blog, welcome to my new blog.  If you don't know me at all...well, welcome anyway.  I'm RagingMoon1987, and recently I shared a post on my doll blog that dealt with hair bows.  The one that I was showing had a doll attached to it, and...yeah.  That post can be read HERE .  Anyway, the post got a lot of hits and quite a few comments, so I thought what the heck, why not start a blog for my bows?  I do have a blogging buddy who collects keychains, after all (Treesa's keychain blog can be found HERE ; she's got some really cute ones). So some of y'all may be thinking, how old is this chick???  Aren't hair bows for nine-year-old girls?  Why is this gal, who is old enuff to be blogging, have a hair bow?  In answer to the first question, I'm thirty-five years old and have been wearing bows for four years.  Addressing the second, not necessarily.  Regarding the third, I'm rather nondescript-looking.  I have mouse-brown hair