Well tie me down and hit me with a bag of bird seeds: this Friday promised two blog posts for the price of one. I think I’ll call the second in line or rather, this one: ankle monitor chic. Lindsay Lohan may have popularized the house arrest enabler in the early thousands for white collar criminals nationwide but in this day and age, I say why exclude non-felons from what could be a fairly amusing trend to clinch. In matters of the arm party, I think we’ll agree it’s a long time coming we shift attention toward other limbs, enter the ankle. And what better time to suggest a fiesta of this variety than right now, on the cusp of weekend endeavors. Put on your dancing shoes–tell your boss to stab him or herself in the eye–and get creative. Here you’ll see a piece from the Mr. Dannijo collection, one of my favorite necklaces actually, strategically double wrapped to adorn my already existing ankle strap. I won’t lie, this was Danielle’s idea but I will say the puntastic irony of having an eyeball function as a neo-ankle monitor is something my brain just conjured up on its own. Not sure I should advertise that, I’ll let you be the judge. Happy Friday, sucka mothas.