I am so excited about this giveaway. Oh gracious goodness. Seriously, I wish I could win. It's pulchritudinous and it's purple.
I mean, in reality, purple isn't my favorite color.
But it is on something as deliciously delectable as this.
The fantastically festive folks at Shabby Apple (a bountiful boutique of women's dresses, girls' dresses, jewelry, accessories, and some of the cutest bathing suits on the planet) have offered one of my fantastically festive followers this breathtaking beauty known as "Bali Ha'i":
Gor-ge-ous.
And perfect for sittin' pretty by the Christmas tree.
Or sittin' pretty on the beach.
But I'm going with Christmas tree.
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So how can you win this pretty, valued at $78?
Simple.
Mandatory:
[Like Shabby Apple on Facebook]
and
[Follow tryin' to throw our arms around the world on Google Friend Connect.]
and
[Follow tryin' to throw our arms around the world on Google Friend Connect.]
Additional:
[Post about the giveaway on Twitter]
one entry.
[Post about the giveaway on your blog]
two entries.
[Tell me a really embarrassing holiday story]
three entries.
...but your story better be good. I will be picky.
And there must be separate comments for each entry!
No exceptions!
[Except for liking Shabby Apple on Facebook and following my blog. That can be one comment. Okay so there are exceptions...but only one!]
Giveaway open to US residents only. Winner will be announced December 3rd.
With a possibility of seven total entries each, what are you waiting for?
Christmas?
grin.
[Post about the giveaway on your blog]
two entries.
[Tell me a really embarrassing holiday story]
three entries.
...but your story better be good. I will be picky.
And there must be separate comments for each entry!
No exceptions!
[Except for liking Shabby Apple on Facebook and following my blog. That can be one comment. Okay so there are exceptions...but only one!]
Giveaway open to US residents only. Winner will be announced December 3rd.
With a possibility of seven total entries each, what are you waiting for?
Christmas?
grin.
OH MY GOODNESS! Beautiful dress!!!! My favorite color!!! I 'like' Shabby Apple on FB!
ReplyDeleteI tweeted about it! :)
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I liked Shabby Apple on FB.
ReplyDeleteI am a follower via google friend
ReplyDeleteOh wow! AWESOME giveaway, Chloe! And while I wouldn't be able to fit in this dress for Christmas, it would be perfect once Baby Gav is born!
ReplyDeleteI follow your blog and Shabby Apple on Facebook!
I tweeted about it! :)
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ReplyDeleteOoooh I love it! I liked Shabby Apple on Facebook!
ReplyDeleteI follow you!
ReplyDeleteI tweeted!
ReplyDeleteEmbarrassing holiday story: My boyfriend's grandparents live right on the water down the shore and we went their for Christmas last year and his uncle pulled some crabs out of the water for us to cook and eat. Well, I had never seen live crabs being cooked and was really freaked out about the whole situation. A few minutes after throwing the crabs in the water, my boyfriend's uncle was like, you can check the pot if you want, they're dead by now. Well, I opened the pot and one of the crabs moved a little bit and I SCREAMED, threw the pot lid at his uncle and ran into the other room screaming. I ALMOST knocked the boiling pot off the stove but his uncle managed to grab it and save the crabs...not without spilling some boiling water on him. Oops. I haven't eaten crabs since and haven't been able to live down the scene with his family since!
ReplyDeletei like shabby apple on facebook and of course follow you! :)
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blogged it!
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blogged it!
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this probably isnt the type of story you were hoping for but cant really think of anything else -- feel free to throw these entries out the w-i-n-d-o-w! ;)
ReplyDeleteFor me it was a really big deal to give gifts to ALL your friends in 6th grade. It was important for me to give cool gifts. And honestly the more people you gave to the more you got (really mature logic right?)... anywhoo.. i spent ALL my money. And then realize i didn't have a present for my dad. My mom wouldnt loan me any money because she wanted me to learn a lesson. i cried and cried and begged mom to help me get my dad a gift. i seriously had less than 4 dollars left. she took me to the drug store and i bought my dad a combination lock for his gym lock at work. i was so embarrassed to give it to him -- perhaps the better word is ashamed. I wrote him a note that i was too afraid to give him in person because i felt so bad for giving him a crappy gift and wanted to tell him how much i loved him and how sorry i was for spending all my money. Learned some big lessons on Christmas and giving that year.
this probably isnt the type of story you were hoping for but cant really think of anything else -- feel free to throw these entries out the w-i-n-d-o-w! ;)
ReplyDeleteFor me it was a really big deal to give gifts to ALL your friends in 6th grade. It was important for me to give cool gifts. And honestly the more people you gave to the more you got (really mature logic right?)... anywhoo.. i spent ALL my money. And then realize i didn't have a present for my dad. My mom wouldnt loan me any money because she wanted me to learn a lesson. i cried and cried and begged mom to help me get my dad a gift. i seriously had less than 4 dollars left. she took me to the drug store and i bought my dad a combination lock for his gym lock at work. i was so embarrassed to give it to him -- perhaps the better word is ashamed. I wrote him a note that i was too afraid to give him in person because i felt so bad for giving him a crappy gift and wanted to tell him how much i loved him and how sorry i was for spending all my money. Learned some big lessons on Christmas and giving that year.
this probably isnt the type of story you were hoping for but cant really think of anything else -- feel free to throw these entries out the w-i-n-d-o-w! ;)
ReplyDeleteFor me it was a really big deal to give gifts to ALL your friends in 6th grade. It was important for me to give cool gifts. And honestly the more people you gave to the more you got (really mature logic right?)... anywhoo.. i spent ALL my money. And then realize i didn't have a present for my dad. My mom wouldnt loan me any money because she wanted me to learn a lesson. i cried and cried and begged mom to help me get my dad a gift. i seriously had less than 4 dollars left. she took me to the drug store and i bought my dad a combination lock for his gym lock at work. i was so embarrassed to give it to him -- perhaps the better word is ashamed. I wrote him a note that i was too afraid to give him in person because i felt so bad for giving him a crappy gift and wanted to tell him how much i loved him and how sorry i was for spending all my money. Learned some big lessons on Christmas and giving that year.
I like shabby apple on fb
ReplyDeleteI follow you
ReplyDeleteI'm a follower of your blog, and I've liked Shabby Apple on Facebook :)
ReplyDeleteI follow your blog and liked them on facebook...what a GORGEOUS dress!
ReplyDeleteOkay, Chloe, I created a Facebook account specifically for freebies and giveaways (yes, I did), and I liked Shabby Apple on Facebook! Sign me up!
ReplyDeleteI'm tweeting about the giveaway!
ReplyDeleteOkay, I really don't have a super-embarrassing holiday story - I really can't think of one. My most embarrassing story was probably on Thanksgiving when I was a kid. I was just entering puberty (oh gracious, I was awkward), and I wanted to help my mom with getting ready for the meal. Finally we had everything set up, and we were just carrying the last few dishes to the table. I grabbed the sweet potatoes and headed to the table, and about halfway there, I dropped it right in front of everyone. Everyone thought I had burned myself or something, but I didn't - I just dropped it. For no apparent reason. Even to this day I'm not sure why I dropped it - it's like my hands had a mind of there own and just decided to let go. Anyway, I was pretty mortified, and I broke down crying. It felt like I ruined the whole meal. Ah, adolescent emotional upheaval. It's either that or having to sing Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer at our work Christmas party last year (I am not a singer at all), but that wasn't terrible because my sister and I sang together. Really though, that's all I've got.
ReplyDeleteOkay, I really don't have a super-embarrassing holiday story - I really can't think of one. My most embarrassing story was probably on Thanksgiving when I was a kid. I was just entering puberty (oh gracious, I was awkward), and I wanted to help my mom with getting ready for the meal. Finally we had everything set up, and we were just carrying the last few dishes to the table. I grabbed the sweet potatoes and headed to the table, and about halfway there, I dropped it right in front of everyone. Everyone thought I had burned myself or something, but I didn't - I just dropped it. For no apparent reason. Even to this day I'm not sure why I dropped it - it's like my hands had a mind of there own and just decided to let go. Anyway, I was pretty mortified, and I broke down crying. It felt like I ruined the whole meal. Ah, adolescent emotional upheaval. It's either that or having to sing Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer at our work Christmas party last year (I am not a singer at all), but that wasn't terrible because my sister and I sang together. Really though, that's all I've got.
ReplyDeleteOkay, I really don't have a super-embarrassing holiday story - I really can't think of one. My most embarrassing story was probably on Thanksgiving when I was a kid. I was just entering puberty (oh gracious, I was awkward), and I wanted to help my mom with getting ready for the meal. Finally we had everything set up, and we were just carrying the last few dishes to the table. I grabbed the sweet potatoes and headed to the table, and about halfway there, I dropped it right in front of everyone. Everyone thought I had burned myself or something, but I didn't - I just dropped it. For no apparent reason. Even to this day I'm not sure why I dropped it - it's like my hands had a mind of there own and just decided to let go. Anyway, I was pretty mortified, and I broke down crying. It felt like I ruined the whole meal. Ah, adolescent emotional upheaval. It's either that or having to sing Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer at our work Christmas party last year (I am not a singer at all), but that wasn't terrible because my sister and I sang together. Really though, that's all I've got.
ReplyDeleteI liked Shabby Apple and followed your blog!
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