Showing posts with label beachy keen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beachy keen. Show all posts

Friday, July 2, 2010

Shore 'nuff Engaging


4:43 p.m., my text signal beeps on my cellie!
It reads."
OMG...ENGAGED"!
Why, that could mean only one thing!


Rewind; two-n-a-half weeks ago. My sis and I are working diligently on delightful pieces of wonderfulness. My handsome, big, strong, bro-in-law, was hanging with the wonderful creative ladies of 1226 Designs (because where else would he want to be)?. Enter: Nick. My niece Katie's hunky beau. A slight tension takes over the room. Not the kind of tension that makes you a little sick to you belly and encourages a run to the loo rather, the kind of tension that makes you sit still because you want to see what comes next...a, this is gonna be good kind of tension. Nick, the dear, sweet, keeper, then pops the question to my sis and her big daddy hubby. He asked for our Katie's hand in marriage.
AHHHHHHHHHH!!! Just thinking about it makes me well up! I can't tell you how happy I was to be at their "parent privilege" moment. Although, it goes with out saying. I am Aunt "horner-inner" (It's a long story and this is a happy blog so gory details are not permissible), but since I've been single, my siblings children, are to me like my own. I'm there for it all. Whether they want me to be or not, I'm horning in! Any way, the three of us (My sis, her hunky hubby and myself) all give our blessings and blubber a bit. He leaves the room and we three chitter-chatter about 'lil Katie, teen-aged Katie and now all-grown-up Katie. My how time has flown. Anyway, let me just say this, it's been tremendously difficult holding this information in. Nick asked the three of us not to mention the news to anyone and I had to show our new, soon-to-be relative, that Auntie Horner-Inner can be trusted for corn sake. Plus, not to blurb it out to Katie was crazy killin' me. She's like my sister-daughter-niece and bestie rolled in to one. (As are all my my nieces).

Cut to present. Today, my sister and her beautiful daughter, our Katie, were recreating on the beach, in front of our family cottage, and found out for themselves just how shore '
nuff engaging the beach really is! Nick, Katies hunky beau, got down on bended sandy knee and proposed marriage. It couldn't have been at a more appropriate place to do so. Katie has grown up in this lovely beach community. She is the fourth generation to experience the love affair with these hallowed grounds, this 4 mile radius, our family compound. And this moment has marked yet another milestone in her life by accepting his hand. Congratulations Katie and Nick, I am so so happy for you both!!!!!!!!!! Nick's a lucky man, because Katie is authentic, one of a kind and beachy keen!

Oh,
yay! Now we get to start planning a wedding!!! We already have perfect shower favors. http://www.etsy.com/shop/1226designs

What? I know, I know, shamelessly self-promoting, but if you're not gonna toot your own horn, who is? Listen, you have to put the oxygen mask on your face first, survival one-o-one!

I love you Kate!

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Trunk Show-down!



Today we are honored to have the Daddy-o of cools-ville, Maxwell Truth as our guest blog-star. The Off Beat Cinema host said, "I can dig it!" and graciously took time out of his tremendously busy hipster life to judge a beachy keen competition we here at 1226 Designs put on.

The competition was to pit three iconic male images; Ken, Mjr. Matt Mason and G.I. Joe, against one another in a swimming trunk competition. The trunk show-downs winner was decided upon rather quickly by our beachy keen beatnik bud. The following is the official Maxwell Truth statement sent to 1226 Designs HQ:


"Well first of all Ken was a skinny 'lil dweeb with no genitalia who claimed to dig Barbie, but she had no nips!!! I suspect he was more fond of Todd.


Major Matt Mason was a spaceman for cryin' out loud. Spacemen do not wear swim trunks! They eat freeze dried food, drink Tang, wear cool helmets and pee in their space suits.

I think it goes without ... saying that GI Joe would undoubtedly be the best swimsuit model of the bunch. In fact, maybe that's why Barbie dumped Ken for him. Or was it his kung-fu grip"???

There you have it....this year's BEACHY KEEN SWIMMING TRUNK COMPETITION WINNER, as per Maxwell Truth, is G.I. Joe! Better luck next year Ken (Johnny West says he wants in, in 2011...but let's face it, he'll chaff those gams without his dungarees and chaps)!

For winning the first annual Swimming Trunk Competition, G.I. Joe will receive a handy bottle opener designed by 1226 Designs. It's made with Lake Erie beach glass...it's authentic, hand made and beachy keen!!!!!!!
http://www.etsy.com/listing/47609088/bottle-opener