WINNA: Scrawl On That Stationery

And the lucky dogs who'll be scribbling their chicken-scratch on Christine Cover's tremendous stationery are:

• From Twitter: @ChrisFidz. Get at us, brother!
• From Facebook: Daniel Garber, check yo' messages.
• From the comments: Dillon, we hope your cousin enjoys the card. Whiskey and sea turtles are really the only things worth talking about anyway. Email us your address, and we'll have it sent out post haste!

For those of you who didn't win, check out Christine's Etsy store. Easy gift idea, y'know? Don't say we never did nothin' for ya!

Until next time, friends.

GIVEAWAY: "Another Half Eaten Sandwich"

You're doing well, right? Great. Things are getting about to get a little better.

We love you and we want you to have rad things.
More importantly, we want you to be able to give rad things.

You know, to your friends, family, lovers and lovers that your friends, family and lovers don't know about yet.

We partnered up with our friend Christine Cover to do just that.

A bit about her: Christine is a friend of ours from way back in undergrad who doodles and draws the quirky things that pop up in her brain. We spent many nights on her porch, bugging her and her roommates for home cooked meals. We picked up the booze; they cooked the meals. Most nights began with the preface of "I swear, we'll do homework! I have a test tomorrow." Yet, homework usually took the backseat. Long talks and banter took precedence as we presided over the the shenanigans on Wilson Street. Glory days, guys. #COLLEGE.

She's a talented singer and songwriter, lovable friend, crafty artist and painter and the list goes on. When's she's not doodling, she's traveling and singing. (See also: gypsy.) Currently, Christine is making cards under the moniker "Another Half-Eaten Sandwich" and pursuing an MFA in Art Education at the University of Missouri in her hometown.

Clockwise: "Ties of the Week," "Penny Loafers," "Fancy shirt," "Moped," "Bow Tie" and "Flask Me Anything!" postcards.

No explanation necessary. However, be warned that Dawson's Creek is rabbit hole that is endless and inevitable.

Top-to-bottom, left-to-right: "Girl & Boy," "Blazer," "Whiskey," "Winter Wear," and "Tetris Pizza" postcards.

INSTRUCTIONS ON THE GIVEAWAY:

• Simply tell us which one is your favorite and who you'd send it to. 
• We'll pick three winners: one from Twitter, one from Facebook and one from the comments in this post. Pick your preferred poison.
• Contest closes on Friday at 11:59:59 p.m. We'll announce it after the weekend is over on Monday.

We get to you know you better a bit through these giveaways, as do the other readers. Big, happy family for the holidays, you know? Cool. We think so, too. 

(Conversely, you could visit her Etsy site and buy 'em up before the giveaway ends. I dare you.) If you're not one of the winners: $2.50 for a little diddy to send to a friend via snail mail? That's a pint of beer during Happy Hour....in a college town at least. Have at it!

Friday Wrap-Up: What's On Our Radar

UPDATE: The watch below, worn by Cam, is a WWII-era Russian piece by Vostok. He found it for $30 on Etsy. Sadly, it has been lost...though he notes it didn't keep very good time. YOLO.

Around the interwebs:

• A peep at the new  Ralph Lauren Vintage online shop. (Get Kempt)
• If you needed another reason to be "that guy" at a party, grab a Das Horn drinking chalace. (KickStarter)
• The Hazards of Growing Up Painlessly: Ashlyn Blocker, 13, feels no pain. (NYTimes)
• Susie and Carrie from Imogene + Willie on friendship and their new favorite women's fit. (Imogene + Willie)
• We can't stop thinking about the new Scrabble Typography Edition. (GQ)

Around Chicago this weekend:

• If you're up for it, trek to the burbs for the Red Wing Heritage Trunk Show at Nordstrom this Saturday from 10 a.m. to 9 p.m. 
• Apartment Number 9 brings its Bucktown digs to the Gold Coast. (Thrillist)

Anth(bro)pologie

You don't need a chaperone to walk into an Anthropologie.

You can do it all by yourself, man. And if you're dragged into the store by your lady or mom, bite your tongue, put away your phone and take a peek around. Sure, it's a white girl's haven of Pinterest-worthy finds that she pins and pins and pins away at into the wee hours in the morning. 

But they also carry a hefty amount of home and kitchen supplies with a quirky appeal that will surely bring all you snobby mid-century modern wankity wanks an upturned nose. Well, try on a beatnik hat for a change and embrace the wonderland. She could spend a while in a store, probably just as long as she could pinning and pinning and pinning away her imaginary bedroom.

We totally spend the same amount of time on fantasy football leagues, so I think we can take one for the team.

Being the quintessential friend of the quintessential Pinterest girl, I ventured into Anthropologie this past week and found a few things that you might like as well. I was actually looking for bed sheets and walked out with a candle. So, go figure this post was about to happen.

• Anthropologie can take a hint that men are filthy booze hounds: 
• Silver spoon ($7); piece of cake ($8) and horn bottle opener ($30)
• Pocket square, snot rag or fancy cloth napkin. You decide.
• Literary correspondance napkin set ($30).
• Because you're using your mason jar to drink fancy drinks out of:
• Besom holder ($70) to hold your blades and fancy pens.
• Because you already have a tin to hold your pipe tobacco:
• Classic bike repair tin kit ($14). Hey, it looks cool, and it's practical.
• The most masculine candle from a woman's store:
• Voluspa "Baltic Amber" glass jar candle ($26). No assembly required.
• Warm those hard floors a bit, yeah?
• Festival rug ($78). You can have some color in your house, I swear.

Of all the things I want or need (or think I need to want), the bottle openers catch my eye. For my first two months since relocating to Brooklyn, my bottle opener was a lighter. I just recently upgraded to a shitty four-dollar one from the local bodega. I also spent $26 on a candle and bought the one above.

Punch me or whatever, but then smell my room and you'll find that it no longer reeks of gym clothes, stale air and seasonal allergies.