Geeky squee.

I have a very love/hate relationship with Apple.

I love them because they come up with great geekies goodies for me to buy. I hate them because they come up with great geekies goodies for me to buy...every two weeks.

Within the past year I have bought four iPods, a computer, a laptop, an iPod case, ear phones, speakers, and a Mighty Mouse. I can't stop. Let's not even talk about what I drop at the iTunes store every New Music Tuesday. (By my conservative estimation, I single-handedly employ one Apple employee.)

My Apple purchases would probably be cut in half if Steve would just not be so darn creative and stop coming up with new product announcements every time he sneezes.

Take, for instance, the new iPod Shuffle. I have a 512 MB Shuffle. It's awesome. I don't even use it, but I know it's still awesome...even while it sits unused. It's like playing Russian Roulette with my music playlist because there is no display. Let's also not forget it's the size of a stick of gum. ...And who doesn't like gum.

Apparently the bar for "Awesome" has been raised once again, because it was newly revamped this week:



The thing is the size of their banner ad!* There's nothing to hold or even place in a pocket! It just clips!

I'm waiting for the day when the iPod is the size of a postage stamp, and people start accidently licking them, adhering them to envelopes and mailing people playlists. I bet 39 cent stamps will be a non-issue THEN.

Do I want one? Yes. Do I need one? Not unless I'm trying to win a contest.

Also newly revamped for Fall 2006, the Nano.


They ressurected the fun from the now defunct Mini and brought color back. What JT did for sexy, Apple is doing for MP3 players.

Let's hope they don't take it back...again.




*I have NO idea if that's true. Humor me.

Squeeworthy scents.

Vera Wang's "Princess" is an example of the one instance in my LIFE where a free sampler of a perfume actually persuaded me to brave it and buy a whole bottle.

Apparently scents are not a one-smell-fits-all kind of deal. Each person causes the fragrance to react differently with the oils in his/her skin and a host of geeky other factors. I only know this from an episode of Nip/Tuck when Dr. Troy was dating the blind Noxema girl, and she explained the semantics behind top, middle, and bottom "notes."

Top notes are what you smell when you first put it on.
Middle notes are what you smell after top notes evaporate.
Bottom notes are what you smell after several hours.

So, just because your friend smells really good in a perfume may not mean it's right for you. (Also, stay away from Dr. Troy, cause he will get weird and dump you.)

Playing around in stores like Sephora are fun for finding new scents. Although, you may want to cruise by Starbucks beforehand so that you can pick up some coffee beans to "cleanse your nose" in between scents. It's like intermezzo at fancy dinners, except you're not scratching your head wondering why they're serving you dessert before you've even had dinner.

"Princess" has its own website, and its own MySpace. (Yeah. I, uh...friended it.) Nonetheless, I did learn that the excessive product packaging was actually intended to be bonus jewelry for the "princess" wearing it. So, if you get unexpectedly jabbed in the hand with a crown-shaped ring, you know who to blame - Vera Wang.

But, hey. You'll smell good.


Snag a bottle of Vera Wang's "Princess" here.

Squeeworthy TV.

I have a confession to make: I have an addiction. And his name is Tim Gunn.

If you're like me, you know exactly who he is and have a secret itching desire to buy his collectible bobblehead. If you're like my co-workers, you're asking me why I'm wearing a t-shirt that reads "Free Tim Gunn" to the office.

Recently featured on the cover of Entertainment Weekly with Heidi "Looks Better Than 99.9999% of the Female Population, Even Whilst Pregnant" Klum, Tim Gunn is the resident consultant to contestants on Bravo's hit TV show, Project Runway.

I only got into the show during Season 2, but now I'm hooked and breaks between seasons merely serve as detox periods before I can get my fix again.

Put clutch catch-phrases like, "Make it work!", and "This worries me," and "What happened to Andrae?" into your vocabulary.

If you haven't caught an episode of this show yet, something is wrong with you. It was nominated for an Emmy. An Emmy.

Snag season 2, and an up-to-date catalogue of 3 on iTunes:

They're usually available for download on Thursdays, so it's like portable TiVo for your iPod! You can also listen to Tim's podcast of every episode on lengthy train rides or boring church sermons.

Catch PR on Bravo TV Wednesday nights @ 10PM.



And, really, I would genuinely like to know what happened to Andrae.

JT brought sexy back. Apparently he knew where it went.

Well, today's the day. Justin Timberlake finally brought sexy back, and thank god, cause I was getting worried.

The world has gone far too long without sexy, living in an old maid-esque world since the release of his debut album in 2003, Justified.

Three years was worth the wait, because this album is pretty close to brilliant, even if I still don't understand the plot of the music video.

My advice to you is to listen to FutureSex/LoveSounds with a clean-slate persception of JT. If you expect "Like I Love You, Part 2," you'll wander away confused, and in need of a Nuprin.

Also, too bad you couldn't hop into a flying Delorean and retroactively pre-order this on iTunes, because it came with a really fun bonus track. I'm sure it'll be floating around the internet soon enough.

This CD gets the squee stamp of approval.

Jams to Squee Over:

• "My Love" featuring T.I.
  
  
• "(Another Song) All Over Again"
  
  
• "Damn Girl" featuring Will.I.Am
  
  

Squee Decibels: LOUD

Welcome to Squeeville. ...You may need earplugs.

What is "squee" exactly?

Squee's been in existence for a long time, but you may not have known it was squeeing right in front of you. Believe it or not, the word just recently formally entered our lexicon thanks to Wikipedia. It may not be as prevalently known as other newly coined words like "Bootylicious" or whatever, but at least I can refer people to a web site now...and/or stop living the lie that I invented it.

We're gonna take it a step further. Now, not only will you able to correctly identify squee and slap that skill on ye olde resume, but score some of your own. How? Cause I'm gonna tell you what is, in fact, squee worthy.

What makes me the self-proclaimed "Mistress of Squee" that I am and qualified for this undertaking?

Short answer: I'm just that awesome.
Other short answer: I was 16 once, and people still think that I am, thereby constantly denying me entrance at bars.

Stay tuned for your first official taste of squee, and be sure to tell a friend or 60 about us. (I'm a HUGE fan of shameless self-promotion. Obviously.)