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Holy Hanging Jewelry Organizer

  • by Amy Salinger
  • January 17th, 2009
  • My Style

Literally holy, this thing must have been designed by someone sent from God. Who else could possibly understand our divine need to actually be able to FIND every piece of jewelry we own? I curse the day jewelry boxes were created!

Yea sure, they are pretty, but jewelry boxes have been nothing but an ugly sore on society since their mighty creation years ago. They serve no actually purpose other than to cause their owners to miraculously go into long rants of curse words because they can’t find a matching earring. They should call them the “Tangle my necklaces, eat my earrings” box.

But alas, the hanging jewelry organizer, although not as visually stimulating, has saved us from our days of dismay. With many different sizes and pocket amounts, there is certainly one made for you and your closet. As suggested by it’s design, it literally hangs in your closet next to all of your many garments and is the size of a dress shirt. With clear pockets on BOTH sides, it allows you to easily manage your millions of accessories. The other amazing part? The designers (sent from God) realized that it was important to have different size pockets. Therefore, as you make your way to the bottom, the pockets get bigger! Amazing.

The only thing this miracle piece cannot handle is larger bangles and necklaces. Enter thy jewelry box! The main problem of a jewelry box is that it doesn’t have tiny enough compartments to find your more delicate pieces. By using it for your bulkier jewels is actually serves a pretty compartmental purpose!

Be sure to check out my many other organizational tools by watching Sass N Style: Closet Organization at www.youtube/ahsalinger!

80 Pocket Hanging Jewelry Organizer

St. Louis to Hartford!

  • by Amy Salinger
  • December 19th, 2008
  • My Style

This small, adorable host makes me look like a giant. Seriously, bad positioning. Either way, today was simple and funny and I am lucky enough to be in Hartford, Ct., my home state. So my lovely mommy is hanging out with me for the night in my hotel. She reads this religiously so she will now feel famous since she has had a shout out. Yo Elaine.

Tomorrow morning I will be my most funny, most pretty, most entertaining and most informational since my high school classmates and childhood friends will be viewing. Very important to seem awesome:)

What happened to Dallas?

  • by Amy Salinger
  • December 17th, 2008
  • My Style

Well I’ll tell ya, nothing! I will preface this with an apology to all of those readers who live in the southern regions of the states: It does occasionally snow and life goes on, does an inch really warrant four hours of live coverage!?!? No, but my hit in Dallas was canceled for this exact reason. It is like they have never gotten below 50 degrees, never mind seen an inch of snow and a few spots of ice.

I was about to board the plane from Atlanta to Dallas today when I got a frantic call from my booker telling me not to get on. Apparently a winter storm had hit (um, OK) and they couldn’t find the time to talk about last minute gifts with the overwhelming amount of snow (one inch) and ice. Thank god for my very individual beautiful white suitcase with gold crowns because otherwise they never would have found it and gotten it off the plane at the last second!

So here I am in St. Louis one day early and looking for ways to entertain myself on my surprise day off. It is not that hard for me as long as there is a spa and bar within a short distance. Therefore my tomorrow includes working out, checking out local boutiques, going to the movies (this is the only time I do it by myself so I feel like a trooper) and getting a facial and manicure. Tough life, but someones got to do it.

Columbus, OH Done, Milwaukee Up Next!

Thank God for a change of scenery. After Albany almost killed me, Columbus basically rocked. Going on-air usually only lasts about three to five minutes, so a hit is really based on how awful the travel is and how awesome the people are that you meet. I will talk to anyone and anything so sitting at bars by myself is actually quite entertaining. This is not my personality in NYC, because well, I live there. When you are traveling, what do you have to lose? I managed to become friendly with the bar tender David at my hotel. The fact that he was cute certainly did not hurt. I was not interested in drinking anymore because I do try to be professional, but human contact is of vital importance to me and if it is with a cute guy all the better. We were then joined by several other gentleman who allowed me to be my ridiculous self and do a bit of ball busting. What is life without ball busting anyway?

Catch my Milwaukee appearance tomorrow on NBC between 9 and 10….

Me in Albany. Columbus up Next!

Now, Albany may be a lovely little city, but this trip turned out to be a very large pain in my tushy. Quick re-cap just to make sure you can all share in my pain…..

I go through rush hour traffic just to get to the airport late and find out that my flight has been canceled. There is an ice storm in Albany, oohh, fun. I then get back in a cab, through more rush hour traffic, to Penn Station. I down a beer, because after 2.5 hours of travel and still being in Manhattan, I deserve it. An hour later I get on a train. Yea, a 3 hour train ride to icy Albany. We sit on the track for an hour somewhere around the 2 hours mark. Good times. I finally get there an hour later than expected. Final time, 7 hours from door to door for a trip that should take under three hours. Seriously?

Now, don’t think that is the end. I know you didn’t. I have a delivery (wine) coming to the hotel because I am talking about it on-air. Does it show up? You can guess… no. Next up, a cabbie pulls up two minutes before I am suppose to be at the station puffin on a cigarette with windows closed. Hi, can I be late and get cancer? Thanks sir.

And the grand finale! The news anchor, Betina in the photo, informs me that the trains are not running. Super. I end up at the airport after another cab ride filled with detours because Albany looks like the set of a movie. Trees are down everywhere and it is covered in an ice blanket. I get to the airport and low and behold, I have been picked to get a full search. I am talking crotch grabs here.

The only saving grace was that the flight was on-time and I met a lovely gentleman who I believe I entertained for the very short flight. I am home for a night and then off to Columbus tomorrow. Let’s hope that it only gets better from here………………..8AM Sunday, CBS, be there or be square. Yea, I said it.