Johnny Cupcakes

Brand new girls underwear + mens/unisex boxers are available NOW in the online shop.
The signature Johnny Cupcakes gloves have been restocked and still only $5.99 -  “Everyone should own a pair! These black, unisex gloves which may seem simple, were actually made from scratch. I wanted these to have slightly longer material on the wrists, for extra warmness. There’s nothing worse than getting a cozy pair of basic, inexpensive gloves, but having the wrists be sorta short and leaving you slightly cold, irritated + goofy looking. I hope you enjoy my new basic glove experience! Say bye-bye to those cold wrists… And with these being so inexpensive, why not grab some extra pairs for your friends, family or that special someone?”
There are also TONS of marked down, LAST PRESSING items. Whats does that mean? It means they will never be printed or restocked again after we sell out of certain sizes etc.. Don’t sleep on these deals! And remember, Valentines Day is right around the corner…

My family and I made the trip out to Sudbury to visit some friends of the family that we’ve all grown up with. We watched the Celtics play the Lakers (uh), played games, danced, laughed at old memories, played tricks on each other and exchanged some gifts.
Tiny and Norman cooked up some killer crab legs.

Jake and I played some intense games of ping pong in the basement.
I made everyone shake their faces until they got sick. This one of Jake was my favorite out of the batch.
Jesse, my sister, Jake and I being goofballs. We might all be growing / grown up, but when we get together it’s like being in a time portal and feeling like we’re kids again.
Here’s a shell ornament my mom made from back in the day. This one has Jesse and my sister eating popsicles. Around that same time period, Jesse and my sister were playing dolls, and for some reason my sister was sucking on a Barbie shoe. Low and behold, she got the Barbie shoe suctioned-stuck on the inside of her mouth. Twenty minutes later when finally ripping it out, there was a fat chunk of mouth flesh stuck inside of the little plastic shoe. This Christmas, they got my sister a near-replica, tiny, plastic Barbie shoe and wrapped it up in a giant gift box.
This one is myself and Jake. I must of been 6 or 7 years old in this photo. When we were little (probably around the same time this photo was taken too) – Jake used to have this fluffy cotton-like blond hair. One time I threw my neon green Nickelodeon Slime or Gak, up on the ceiling in my parents house. It oozed down, landing directly in Jake’s hair, staining it slightly green, clumping batches of his hair together. I think his mom and my mom had to cut some of his hair off in order to get all of the slime completely out. Meanwhile, my parents had a green blotch / slime stain on the ceiling in our dining room hallway for about 18 years or so.
I got this photo from 1989, blown up and framed for their family. It’s a photo of my dad and their dad playing basketball together. My dad is the one with the mean mustache, spinning the basketball on his finger. Look at those shorts guys wore back then! Especially with jumping around and playing basketball, I’d be afraid of my you-know-what peeking out.
There’s nothing like tradition and spending the holidays with loved ones. Especially those who date back so far, with infinite goofy memories. It feels like we step into a time machine – and like I said earlier, no matter how much we ‘grow up’. it feels like we’re little kids again.