The Wonder That is Wonderboy
By GlindaCan I just say that I love Wonderboy? No, not the Boy Wonder, but the clothing line Wonderboy. If I could take Wonderboy home and make them some nice homemade chicken soup, I would do it.
I have stated before that as a mother to a boy, I am sick of the same old same old. Same old stripes. Same old checks. Same old graphics of trucks and bugs and various amphibians. I want something different, something with personality.
Well, Wonderboy certainly delivers.
I’m like Homer Simpson eyeing a donut on this one. Let the drool commence…
Me likey. Me likey lots.
Love it!
Now, if I could just get them to lower their prices, all would be perfect!
June 24th, 2008 at 8:50 pm
Those are so cute they make me wish I were having a boy!
June 24th, 2008 at 10:42 pm
Those are indeed snazzulitic! Ah, pearlized snaps…I remember grade eight.
June 27th, 2008 at 6:29 pm
Very cool! I like the Santorini especially. You know, having a three-year-old boy means that there’s a lot of grub clothes and, during warm weather anyway, lots of nakedness. On the few occasions when you get to make them look all cute and stuff, one of these would be really nice.