On Becoming a Domestic and Laboratory Goddess

Let's get down to business. A few days ago I posted a picture of a now-famous pair of Naughty Monkeys and offered them to the reader whose comment pleased me the most.  You folks are out of control.  If Dr. Isis had 1,000 pairs of Naughty Monkeys she would sure send a pair to River Tam who wrote:

General Disarray wants me to put my hat in the ring for the contest. I think he really digs the Naughty Monkey shoes. I think he really digs the idea of me strutting my stuff in our department in those shoes and the look on people's faces when I do it.

But, I fear that I cannot offer River the shoes to taunt her husband.  I also fear that General Disarray seeing the shoes on Dr. Tam might result in the conception of a child they would have to name Isis in my honor. 

Then I read the following comment from new blogger JLK:

My dearest Dr. Isis, I covet the shoes that you have most generously offered up to your devoted readers for a few reasons. First, they would go perfectly with the teal corduroy waist-length blazer I bought a couple of weeks ago that I pair proudly with jeans in Isis-style:

Lastly, I aspire to be the most dedicated, mostly anonymous mini-me of Dr. Isis. Walking , quite literally, in the shoes of Dr. Isis would provide daily inspiration for me to bring the confidence, coolness, and little bit of sass that is so desperately needed in the social sciences. This would make the reach of Dr. Isis extend into the interdisciplinary realm, so while the Domestic and Laboratory Goddess fixes the physically wounded heart, I will be the one to fix the heart that has been emotionally broken.

My darling, JLK.  I appreciate your panache and your newly found worship of Dr. Isis.  These shoes are pretty serious, and I appreciate your enthusiasm to change the world in them.  Still, as a new reader to Dr. Isis, I was a little worried that she was attenpting to feed my narcissism in an attempt to simply score hot shoes and then would be off and on her way.  I hope JLK sticks around the blogosphere and you should go offer her a little encouragement as she maked the transition to graduate school.

The linkless DCStrickland writes:

Incidentally, when I was in Nicaragua, I saw Naughty Monkey knock-offs in a bus market, but they were labeled Mono Malo instead, which is bad monkey in Spanish. I laughed about this for weeks afterward.

Le estoy agradecido por su comentario, pero a pensar en los Monos Malos falsos pueda romper mi corazon.

 We all know that Dr. Isis adores The Mother of all Scientists.  She writes:

I am a size 9, and I will fully rock those pumps with a baby on my hip, a diaper bag full of Science on my back, and a latte in my hand.

Those Naughty Monkeys won't know what hit 'em.

This is exactly what these shoes are made for -- unabashedly strutting around, balancing a couple of tots, and rocking the hottest science you've ever seen -- and I know from reading this comment that ScienceMama is one sassy broad.  I have every confidence that she will use these beautiful shoes as the tool of hotness they are intended to be.

Congratulations ScienceMama for hitting the domestic and laboratory goddess right where she is weakest.  Enjoy the shoes.  If you email me an address where I may send them, you can get to strutting post haste. 

I await the promised picture of your feet in these amazing shoes. 

However, the rest of you should not fret ScienceMama's victory.  I have decided that there shall be regular bones thrown from Dr. Isis to her adoring public.  I have something else in the works now which is total hotness.    

All my best to you all.  I remain your humble domestic and laboratory goddess,

Isis