Category Archives: We’d Rather Look at This (Than You)

I Mean Really

Ok, is this guy fucking kidding me? Like I need to lust after shoes so undoubtedly expensive that not only is there no price listing, there’s not even a way to buy them. Apparently you have to be friends with … Continue reading

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Holy Fucking Catacombs

Once I went to a club in Brixton that was in the catacombs under St Matthews Church. Well, the club wasn’t directly beneath the church, sort of more across the street, although I doubt there would have been much of … Continue reading

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SF Pt III: Chinatown, My One, My Only

Day 3 was family Chinatown excursion. Now for some of you that might be a boring death march requiring heavy anti-psychotics, but our family is cool. (Really, what did you expect?) So six of us piled into the mystery van … Continue reading

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This is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things

Today I am taking an unprecedented turn away from the bitchy, snarky and foul-mouthed persona which I have decided makes you all love me so much to talk about something serious. Seriously. So there‚Äôs a campground on Mt. Hood which … Continue reading

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I Fucking Hate Bobble Heads

I fucking hate bobble-heads. Why would I, a fabulous person, want a cheap, plastic 3-D cartoon version of Betty White nodding at me inanely from my dashboard? Moreover, why would a fabulous person like Betty White ever want to be … Continue reading

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Perfection Has Feathers

This is a tippet. Emily Dickinson wore one, so obviously you plebs would know nothing about it. This might be the loveliest thing ever. I’m totally making myself one, so if you happen to raise ostriches… I’ll be needing feathers.

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