|Is it Friday yet?
||[Jan. 12th, 2011|02:27 pm]
No, it can't be Friday yet, we're not wearing jeans. We don't wear jeans every Friday, but we do about once a month, to benefit a charity. (You can wear jeans, but you have to donate $5 to the charity in order to do so. A brilliant use of peer pressure -- you cheap bastard, you're wearing a suit! -- to good benefit. It's typically small charities, suggested by employees, so generally speaking, you can feel good about the donations actually doing something, as opposed to vanishing into the giant maw of United Way.) |
Speaking of jeans, let's talk cotton for a moment. Do you like things made of cotton? Jeans, sheets, towels? Lay in your supplies now. The price of raw cotton is doing the crazy-you've-got-to-be-kidding-me-it's-how-much thing that gas did two years ago.
If you know you're going to buy these items in the next 9-12 months, I'd take advantage of white sales and post-holiday sales right now. If, like me, you consider a pair of jeans that fit, are comfortable and look as good as pants are going to look on you and don't totally break the bank to do it, you might want to consider laying in a few pairs now and putting them on a shelf for later in the year, when it's time to retire your current pair to "painting and outside chores".
Prices will go up. How dramatically depends on a lot of things. But most analysts seem to think it will be noticeable. Eventually, people will plant more cotton, and the prices will level out and come back down (although never as low as they have been) but because of the manufacturing process, this won't happen quickly.
Today I had a hard time reading a trends newsletter I get. One subject line: Is catering pet bereavements the next trend? Seriously. You throw a party to mourn/celebrate your pet and you decide to have it CATERED? It will be the last thing you do, because I will probably just snap and run you over with my car. It's not my thing, but if you want to have a gathering to help celebrate your pet's life/mourn their passing, I get that. We all mourn in different ways and if this works for you, I support ANYTHING that helps you get over that pain. But hiring a caterer? You need to re-examine your priorities. Make it a potluck and donate the money you were going to spend to an animal shelter. You expletive.
Then I read "American Eagle Vet takes on Wet Seal", which led to a lot of Gary Larson-ish cartoons jostling around my head until I realized that they were talking about the retails stores Wet Seal and American Eagle and they meant vet as in veteran. As in veteran retail executive, as opposed to veteran of foreign wars. It took a long time for my head to settle around that and I think I made the noise that a bowl makes when you drop it on its side and it tips back upright, but first it swirls around on the counter a little bit before it sets down. I'll be the Germans have a word for THAT, too.
And it's good I got stuck on that one, so that I didn't have any leftover outrage still on simmer when I read the next title in the catering section that began "When catering a three year old's birthday party". I will grant you, most of the time a young child's birthday party is more for the adults to have a chance to get together, than for them to all show up and celebrate the kid. But again, cater it? Obviously, my personal theme of mindful consumption this year is making me a bit sensitive to excess.
But seriously, the caterer's featured recipe was for chicken bruschetta. That the kids could make themselves. Whee! Three year olds? Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. When I was three, you know what would have been cool for my birthday? Pigs in a blanket. As a matter of fact, that would STILL be cool. I want to wave a wand and make bruschetta disappear from menus all across America. Most of the time, it's poorly prepared and the rest of the time, no one at the table can pronounce it correctly.
Now, I'm going to clamber off the crabby box.
Ha, ha! YES. My cousin was apologizing for his daughter's misbehavior (temper tantrum when he took a toy away because of something she did that was not at all related to the toy) how he was struggling with getting her to understand consequences and that if she was going misbehave she would lose priveleges. And I said "Dude. She's three. Think cause and effect. I'm pretty sure consequences and priveleges are still a little bit down the developmental road. There is nothing wrong with age appropriate behavior. It's annoying, but jeez, let the kid be a kid. She'll have a whole freaking lifetime of consequences."
Thanks for the tip on cotton. I've not been watching the futures dammit.
I don't speculate but I love watching trends. You're right though, price goes up = more people wanting to cash in = more cotton being planted.
I wonder if this is a blip or an actual market correction. hmmmmmm.
and I wonder if I need new towels. Damn but I love a good white sale.
To salve your inner geek: a combination (the phrase "perfect storm" is now anathema to me and I got a headache just typing it) of dramatic increases in demand from China and India's economic development (growing middle class) coupled with tightish supplies anyway, topped off by worldwide craptastic weather for cotton growers.
Plus a lot of aging spinners (the factories where they make the thread, not an obscure reference to grannies, disc jockeys or weird cults) meant a lot of production came offline.
Chickens you can grow fast. Corn you can grow in a lot of places. Cotton's slow and fussy and a pain in the butt. Or fingertips. (For me and the perhaps one other person reading this who's actually picked cotton.)
2011-01-12 09:46 pm (UTC)
Yeah I've picked it - not a lot it was mostly at the edges of the field.
Scratches scratches scratches - you'd think I'd been playing in a briar patch. I did it as a kid - never again thankyou kindly.
Oddly enough, cotton for as picky as it is, grows fairly well in southern kansas/northern oklahoma....where they plant wheat instead.
Alert the GAP that I will be buying jeans! And shirts for Lani's uniform. Thanks for the tip!
the advice about catered pet and baby parties is not in my demographic wheelhouse, so it has passed me by, but the warning about cotton-based goods gets me in the jimmies.
Jeans I need. Im goin' shoppin (at the best thrift store on the planet).
Hm. Dadgaderie just bought two new pairs of jeans. Is he psychic? I wonder...