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Dear Lego;
I wanted to take a break out of my very glamorous life (which includes a constant rotation of laundry, ironing, dishes, drop off, pick up etc) to express to you, my true adoration for all things LEGO.
My enjoyment started early, when as a child I received a flat box with a flip lid which said “250 Pieces of FUN” on the box. It was the largest Lego set on the market at the time- and I was thrilled. It came with one lego ‘tree’ which was really my prized possession in Lego world. See this was long before you made Spongebob and Batman sets and other items modeled after life like items. I loved that tree. And in fact I still have it. Yes, seriously. Actually that entire set still exists at my mom’s house-and has helped to entertain several of her children AND grandchildren over 30 years. Although I think that set is down to about 200 pieces, given the inevitable death by vacuum for small pieces.
So it was natural for me to dive head first into ALL things LEGO when I became a mother of two boys. We bought and bought. I built and built. We had annual passes to Legoland in California. Where I would spend a small fortune in the gift shop buying such oddities as Lego salt and pepper shakers and lego key chains. I now happily serve drinks with Lego ice cubes and Lego shaped toaster waffles. And yes, they do stack nicely. ![]()
With multitudes of loving grandparents and relatives it seems my boys have owned every single toy on the market. And every year- before Christmas we clean out their rooms and toy boxes with the toys they have out grown. And even though my eldest is 10 years now…the Lego’s always STAY. It is never a consideration. It is the only toy investment that seems to transcend age groups. A 4 year old gets as
much joy as a 10 year old. And they can play with them together. Plenty to go around. And when I say plenty…I mean THOUSANDS. For a while the Lego collection lived in a large vintage suitcase. Then there was the Saturday I decided we should sort them BY COLOR into bins. Eight hours later we were finished. And TWO days later it looked like this (see photo of the disaster that is my Lego collection now). So I gave up.![]()
SO as much as I love all things LEGO, I have some limits. I have no plans to wear ‘Lego-Couture’ jewelry anytime soon. I will not convert my phone or lamp into a Lego encrusted piece. I will not be replacing my leather sofas with Lego Brick couches. Sorry.
BUT, if you have an extra IPOD speaker set, USB Memory stick or even the adorable MP3 player laying around feel free to send them my way. They are fun.
So this is just a little note to let you know how much I love you Lego. Thank you for years of fun and creative expression. Not to mention quality- heck I have fished Lego bricks out of vacuum bags, garbage disposals and once a toaster all in working condition. Oh and one last thing. I thought I would submit an idea for a new ‘person’. I call her ‘Glamorous Blogger’. You are w
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Sincerely,
Marcy Massura
The Glamorous Life Association
















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Two things.
http://www.thebricktestament.com/ It’s the Bible. In Legos. Not even kidding. (Might want to preview for the kids. They take the whole Sodom and Gomorrah thing seriously.)
I need to see you. Again. Not kidding. I need something on. the. calendar. How do you feel about Mexico in February?
Please tell me you have a gig at Legoland…do you think you could whip me up a Red Sonja-esque Lego bikini top?
PRICELESS!
WOW! I had no idea your love for legos ran so deep. Like Glamorous Blogger.
I live 5 minutes from Legoland, we go once every week or two to the place, and yet…my two boys and I just don’t have the love for Lego’s. I personally never had love for Lego’s myself. Never. My boys don’t seem to have it yet either. What’s wrong with us? Maybe you have to be the creative type to like Lego’s?
We like Legoland alot, but it’s like we don’t even appreciate the “Lego” aspect of it. Hmmm…Oh well.
Have you seen Emiko Oye’s lego jewelry on ObjectFetish.com?
http://www.objectfetish.com/jewelry/emiko-oye-v-61.html
Check it out.
Amazing! Amazing! Amazing!
I got the first set of Legos in our family, in 1969, when I was four. Like yours, it was a big set of just bricks — red, white, blue, yellow, and I think that was it. No shapes — none. No people. No trees. We LOVED it. Obsessively. And started a collection that exists to this day, in the huge deep bottom drawer of a dresser.
Still love the plain bricks. Don’t love the highly specialized and pre-printed pieces which sort of stifle creativity. But still love Lego. If only I had some boys.
I love the idea of Lego, but for some reason my boys just haven’t gotten into them. They loved playing with Duplo, but haven’t really transfered over to the tiner pieces. I’ve been told that it might help them if I buy one of the kits. Maybe Santa will be Lego Happy this year.
OH! My kids love Legos! My 13 year old daughter even plays with them still. And, yes, I played with them when I was a kid, too. I love your blog!
Catherine
Totally livin’ Lego at my house! My husbnad thought I was nuts when I bought the first set, I played with it more than my son, who was only 2 at the time. Now both my kids love to build with them and love the Lego Batman, Indiana Jones and Star Wars video games! Inevitably, after a rousing PS2 lego Star Wars game, the real Legos come out and they reinact several scenes from the movie. And like you, with all of the toys that have been given away or tossed, Legos are still here and the collection continues to grow! Legos Rock.
Like to watch Stargate Atlantis episodes and also Lost. I found your blog on google and read a few of your other posts. I just added you to my Google News Reader. Look forward to reading more from you in the future.
Awesome Marcy! And for the record I also have the Lego ice cube tray!
The road to happiness is paved with Legos. Or, it should be. They’re just dimply little blocks o’ fun. I want a Glamorous Blogger Lego minifigure…’cept mine would be in sweats and a hoodie…and holding a really large latte.