Filed under: entertainment, funny ha ha, ha, intoxicants, nyc, seriously unladylike behaviour, the good fight
It makes me really happy and jealous. And driving drunk is dumb, but so is getting in strangers’ cars, chicas.
And sometimes cab drivers let you smoke.
Too long to explain, but effing hilarious.
Last week when I checked my mailbox, I found that my new neighbour had left me a note stating that he was having a party and to let him know if the noise was too loud.
The problem I have with the note is not that he was having a party and didn’t invite me, it was that he selected a vibrant background of balloons, effectively stating that his party was going to be vibrant and possibly have balloons and that I couldn’t come.
Filed under: accessories, entertainment, femme dangereuse, gadgetry, haute, in the house, intoxicants, retro, seriously unladylike behaviour, sin in general, smoking, the next big thing, vanity
Jesus Christ, Shepherd of Judea, this is the most amazing hookah pipe I’ve ever laid eyes on. Sleek. Silvery. Grown up. Portable. A conversation piece. Tiny, manageable, and comes standard with two mouthpieces. Like for a date. A sexy date. How lovely… From the site:
But that’s not all, it also comes with an elegant and beautiful carrying bag so you can take it with you to the next dinner party you are invited to and show off your cool. In any case, here’s some tech info you might find relevant and convincing, in case the gorgeous design hasn’t won you over yet:
Body and handle of narghile in solid polished pewter, brilliant nish-Burner made of hi-tech ceramic. Pipe made of aeronautical polyamide treated with Te on.
2 mouthpieces made of culinary standard nacrine (i.e. synthetic mother-of-pearl).
Tongs for tobacco and charcoal – Carrying case.
Filed under: boys, death by cute, entertainment, eric can pillage my village any day, eric northman, lust, pillaging, pin-ups, seriously unladylike behaviour, sex, sin in general, true blood
During my extended hiatus, I got totally addicted to True Blood. Like, fixated and obsessed. And part of what’s so damn compelling about that show is merely Alexander Skarsgard. I would be on that like white on rice.
Via Loving True Blood in Dallas, the most stunning animated GIF of all time.
Filed under: bathing, cheap, femme dangereuse, fetish, i own it, lust, pin-ups, retro, sex, sin in general, vanity
I am a licensed esthetician. I am, however, not a licensed gymnast. Ergo, I 
cannot wax my own bikini area. One of my snopes friends mentioned this under the radar product and I was, of course, skeptical. Nair gave me chemical burns rivaling napalm, and waxing by someone else took off more skin than unwanted hair.
You have to jimmy off the cap like a paint can, and the mixing process is kind of scary. Also, since all my spatulas are- well, spatulas- I used the backside of a plastic knife. Which was totally ghetto.
But after the required seven minutes of sitting with a weird, cold paste on my nether regions, Magic Shaving Powder worked brilliantly as advertised and didn’t irritate me at all. Anywhere. As always, Vice Vixen is not responsible for anything you put in or around your hoo-ha, so proceed with caution.
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Normally, I like to mix it up a bit, but I was very impressed by the indie gooda on offer at Supermarket.
First up- an understated leather wallet that says BAMF without saying it.
Smoking accessories are few and far between, and this cigarette holder confirms the badass status to which you are entitled as a smoker.
Sappy but cool- interlocking promise/wedding/love you rings.
Gotcha! Wedding rings.
Pretty, pretty cleaver necklace.
I’m sorry, what now?
Jack White ON TV! Tomorrow night, the White Stripes are playing Conan O’Brien. So excited!
I recently spent time with a young man who, when I complimented his shirt, stated proudly, “it’s from Battlestar Galactica!” Now, not all girls are as revved up as geekery as I. Which I kept to myself because, hey, geekiness is hot.
These tees address many fandoms with one basic design, and don’t out you for atomic wedgies at the mall.
Filed under: accessories, cheap, death by cute, femme dangereuse, haute, pin-ups, retro, shopping, wear
I rarely bare my arms in public due to an unfortunate incident in 11th grade Economics class. But even I get sick of cardigans from time to time, and I am lusting over this adorable little faux-fur stole from Babygirl Boutique. I love the over-the-topness for a dinner date.
Filed under: boys, death by cute, love, pride, the good fight, totally gay
Luckily, it was only for the duration. Unluckily, I got something in both of my eyes while watching it. It may have even appeared that I was tearing up. And I don’t even like Regina Spektor.
Filed under: femme dangereuse, intoxicants, pillaging, seriously unladylike behaviour, sin in general, smooth criminal
I love subtle threats. A razorblade hoodie, handcuffs dangling from a delicate chain… add these stunning AK-47 ice bullets to the list. Do I even need to expound upon how they’d be better in the bedroom than those clunky cubes?
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And… we’re back!
Rest in peace, Bettie.
Filed under: boys, femme dangereuse, geek love, ha, lust, rage, sassy, seriously unladylike behaviour, sex, sin in general, the good fight
The female equivalent of a cock block.I was hitting on that guy, but my girlfriend stepped in and totally box locked me.
Filed under: accessories, death by cute, femme dangereuse, haute, in the house, jersey love, lust, rage, retro, sassy, sin in general, smooth criminal
Oh, my God, this was like, made with my bedroom in mind. Never mind the “Sweeney Todd” thing, this is the hottest mirror I’ve ever had. Femme Dangereuse, indeed.
Filed under: death by cute, fetish, geek love, jersey love, love, lust, OTP, pride, retro, sanctimony, sin in general, sleep
Courtesy of Edgar Allan Poe, just because I’m in that kind of mood…
ANNABELLE LEE
Author: Edgar Allan Poe
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love -
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulcher
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me
Yes! that was the reason
(as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.But our love was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we
Of many far wiser than we
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In the sepulcher there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
Filed under: boys, death by cute, fetish, geek love, haute, indolence, love, lust, sex, sin in general, the next big thing
Trying to percolate my own sappy plans for Valentine’s Day (which happens to be my favorite holiday) made me super excited to find out about the Boudoir Essentials 2nd Annual Kissing Contest. As friends of the blog (TM), we’ve got to shout out the utter coolness of this. Makeout pics submitted to the site will be posted and voted on by BE staff, and you can win OMG sex toys *and* lingerie. That’s what I’m talking about.
Filed under: cheap, eat, in the house, indolence, kitchen, love, shopping, the next big thing
Seriously, I’m not kidding. How can Trader Joe’s be so good and so cheap and so awesomeriffic? These Veggie Masala burgers (I believe I mocked my roommate for purchasing them on one of our shopping trips but later snuck them in my cart) are really easy to heat up and super, super tasty. And potatoey. And curry-tasty. What else do you need to hear?
Filed under: boys, entertainment, fetish, geek love, haute, lust, pin-ups, pride, retro, sex, sin in general, the good fight
Something about nerds being all revved up is kinda hot. This pinup calendar is for the fanboy in your life. (Or fangirl, if she swings that way.) With regular and *geeky* holidays. Can we get one with nerdy boys, please?
Filed under: brooklyn, gentrification, jersey love, newark, nyc, pillaging, pride, rage, sanctimony, schadenfreude, sin in general, the good fight, the next big thing
So, I moved to Newark. It’s weird. I actually seriously dig it here. I loved and will always love Brooklyn, but Newark is like what I imagine Brooklyn used to be like. Everything here seems so undiscovered and ignored and just waiting for a bunch of crazy kids to move in and repurpose it in some kind of DIY revolution. My house is like that.
So I was excited to see this article linked and discussed everywhere this week. Apparently Newark is turning around. That would almost be too bad. Newark’s got so much grit to it but it’s open and …clean in a way Brooklyn isn’t. I’m 10 minutes from the Holland and 10 minutes from a Target and Wal-Mart in Union. If Whitey McHipster came over from Brooklyn and priced my ass out I’d be so upset. All the good ethnic places would be replaced with Tempo Prestos. And I’d have to listen to douchey conversations on the Path train.
Hipsters, stay back!
Filed under: accessories, cosplay, fetish, geek love, haute, in the house, kitchen, lingerie, lust, pin-ups, rage, retro, sanctimony, wear
It must know me pretty well, because this is totally something I’d wear. And after weeks of constantly infiltrating the sidebars of blogs I read with suggestions based on my browsing history, I’m sold on cherry aprons. I give in, okay? Send me two.
Filed under: accessories, death by cute, eat, haute, in the house, kitchen, lust, retro, shopping
I absolutely have to own these amazing bowls. I didn’t really think bowls could be improved by a stem, but this is genius. Not only are they aesthetically enticing (bowls!), but the stem is a boon if your mom, like mine, insists you have a hole in your lip. And it even affords you privacy if you don’t want people’s eyes all over your Boo-Berry.
Filed under: entertainment, fetish, geek love, in the house, indolence, love, lust, pillaging, retro, sanctimony, sin in general
Something about naughtifying your standard bedtime tales is just very hot. This collection of erotic fairytales speaks to the princess fantasies every girl has, and probably the dominatrix ones, too. I want it for the subway.
Filed under: accessories, fetish, gadgetry, in the house, indolence, lust, sex, sin in general
This sexy spherical gadget is billed as good for couples- with a certain focus I can see that as the case. However, the sleek, smooth curve also seems ideal for the intended purpose. Plus, it looks quite portable and pretty stealthy if you’ve gotta take it abroad.
Filed under: accessories, death by cute, fetish, haute, in the house, kitchen, lingerie, lust, pin-ups, retro, sex, sin in general
I’ve been scouting home decor- since, you know, I have a home now- and I just adore this naughty, spank-me-worthy spice decanter from Comunistar. It kinda resembles a fembot, right? Anyway, good design, but definitely also a conversation piece.
Filed under: accessories, brooklyn, death by cute, drink, eat, entertainment, fetish, gadgetry, geek love, in the house, indolence, intoxicants, jack white, lust, retro, sex, sin in general, smoking
- Smoking- In addition to my beloved Djarums, I am also digging these weird Springwater cigs. Smoking is so underrated.
- Trader Joe’s- It’s like someone hosed the place down in awesome and win. Tarte d’Alsace and some two buck Chuck makes you almost feel not-poor for like, fifteen whole minutes. Truffles for under $3. Real instant mash. Natural beauty supplies. If only they added house brand valium and vicodin and staffed it with teenage brits, I’d never leave.
- Queer as Folk reruns on Logo- anyone who hates on touchy touchy boylove needs to watch Brian and Justin dancing at the prom. I can’t think of anything more romantic in the history of romance ever.
- My imaginary boyfriend- is he real? Even I’m not sure anymore but I’ve still never seen anyone cuter. If I’m remembering right.
Leading me to…
- Hitachi Magic Wand- It’s just so powerful, I might have to tell my roommates I use it for old car accident injuries. Every time Boondock Saints is on, my back just starts acting up. Especially during the outtakes.
- Jesus Christ it’s a lion, get in the car! Please, God, let the internets stop producing memes so I can get some sleep.
- Leisurewear- It’s gotten to the point where my one career goal is to be able to wear sexy sweats and sleek sneakers. Career garb is so awful in so many ways, it always feels dirty.
- Jay-Z’s American Gangster- I think this album is gonna give The Black Album a serious run for its money in the long-term. Yeah, I said it. Fucking genius, this is.
- On Demand Programming- why can’t the fuckwits who are responsible for cable make one that fucking works already? I’m paying $3 a month, and I want to watch Hookers at the Point for the sixteenth time. Damn you, iO.
- My car- Newark is so fucking weird- I can leave my easy-to-park-in space and be in the Holland Tunnel in ten minutes. You can’t even get from Tillary Street to the Manhattan Bridge in that amount of time, who knew? Anyway, driving stick in Jersey traffic is scary, but now I have a Beetle again.
- Scrabulous- Eamon playing “VAGINA” for twelve points, shocking only that it came two whole plays into the game.
- Burger King pranking customers- you mean other than serving them Burger King food?
- My toddler versus my prized possessions- this pint-sized terrorist has a knack for destroying electronics and media in seconds, while you’re just trying to form the “nuh” in “no.” Then she manages to turn on the waterworks and make you feel guilty.
- Jack White- sexy, cheeky, mysterious, and tall. Considering all that and the hair, I’d marry him like, right this second.
Filed under: accessories, cheap, entertainment, gadgetry, in the house, indolence, lingerie, retro, shopping, smoking
Okay, so I haven’t posted since last Thursday. It’s been a busy couple of units of time. I had to move out of my apartment, on pretty short notice at that. It takes forfuckingever to find a place in the naked city, and after a few eh experiences, I found a commune in Newark to move to. So most of my time has been spent singing kum-ba-yah, smoking pot, and arguing over whose cruelty-free tofu burgers are in whose freezer. I’m kidding, you can totally get in trouble for saying stuff like that on your blog nowadays. And besides, would I eat a tofu burger? And it’s actually sort of co-housing, not a commune. In Newark of all places.
So living in a commune loft is actually pretty cool. It’s mostly boys, so there are no estrogen fueled hysterics. Plus, it’s a cool old converted factory, so I get to build all up in it. And I can rollerskate here. Some things that make co-housing situations overall better, IMHO- or, my loot:
These are my shiny red pots. Awesome, awesome pots. Top marks.
A sexy robe…
This tool makes you Macgyver in like three seconds. The rub? You need one of these motherfuckers to open it!
Lighting! I did this all by myself. The cords came from IKEA, but you can get them and the shades from Pearl River.
Filed under: boys, brooklyn, death by cute, entertainment, i own it, nyc, pillaging, pride, rage, the good fight
Oh, my God, this is the best BK shout out ever- hello, Brooklyn…
Filed under: accessories, cheap, death by cute, gadgetry, in the house, indolence, retro, sex, shopping, sin in general, sleep
So I found some more star lights. I can imagine a cluster of these would create a soft, romantic glow in a bedroom And they’re crazy cheap.
Filed under: accessories, boys, death by cute, fetish, geek love, in the house, love, lust, sex, shopping, sleep, totally gay, wear
So many good things, I couldn’t be arsed to narrow it down:
Sex flashcards. So goshdarn cute.
Hand-holding mittens. Cause plain ones aren’t gay enough.
Tree locket. Just adorable.
Happy Buddha pen stand- to ward off bad work juju.
And a sappy pillow.
“If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without you.”
Filed under: accessories, death by cute, discount codes, fetish, indolence, lingerie, lust, pin-ups, retro, sales, sex, shopping, sin in general, vanity, wear
BE dropped us a line to let us know about the new Vixen vinyl dress- and predictably- LOVE it! Also digging the new Lucy B retro styles of lingerie. Since there’s free shipping on $75+ orders, you might want to start your holiday shopping early.
You think you can handle this badonkadonkdonk?
And for under your suit…
Filed under: brooklyn, death by cute, entertainment, geek love, ha, haute, love, nyc, pillaging, pride, the good fight
Jay-Z shows love to Dublin.
Filed under: accessories, death by cute, i own it, retro, shoe lust, shopping, wear
I’ve always been straightforward about my hedonism but love for shoes. While I love sexy shoes, I cannot deal with foot discomfort. I found these cute motorcycle boots a week ago and I have not found a more comfortable shoe in my recent memory. It’s really hard to find a something that looks put together and pretty and doesn’t wound you on a daily basis. Oh, I love my boots.
Filed under: accessories, boys, cheap, gadgetry, lust, sex, sin in general
Tuck one of these in your makeup bag, and the overexposed crawl-in-the-dark becomes a thing of the past. (And check between the bed and the nightstand first. Trust me.)
Filed under: geek love, haute, i own it, indolence, sanctimony, schadenfreude, sin in general, the good fight
It only took me like a week and a half to find a new job! And it’s at a way more established company! But I’ve been a little tired lately, so I’ve been quiet.
Filed under: death by cute, fetish, gadgetry, haute, jack white, love, lust, retro, sex
…these would be it. Whilst I admire the old-fashioned, high-concept spirit of a collectible like this, the price is a bit high since I paid as much for my 7.1 MP Olympus. Still, it’s pretty to look at and it makes cool old fashioned pics.
Oh, Jackie,you’re so dreeeemy!
Filed under: death by cute, entertainment, geek love, indolence, love, lust, retro
Is anyone else watching Pushing Daisies? Despite the comparisons, I didn’t *love* Amelie, but I love this show. I suppose there’s an element that springs from loving someone out of your reach, but Kristen Chenowith sang Birdhouse in Your Soul on tonight’s episode. TMBG FTW!
Filed under: boys, brooklyn, death by cute, entertainment, fetish, geek love, ha, love, lust, pride, sanctimony, sex, the good fight, totally gay
Slashers in the HP fandom, I’ve heard, have always vocally hoped someone, anyone in the HP books would be confirmed as gay. We they got their wish this week when JKR confirmed what no one seemed to suspect. Dumbledore was totally gay for Grindelwald! Ha, ha. So cool. And fandom imploded. And imploded again. It even made Wikipedia.
I think now it’s safe for JKR to tell us what we already know- Harry and Draco were secretly in love with each other all those years and it’s bittersweet when they see each other with their kids and beards wives. Harry/Draco OTP!
Filed under: accessories, brooklyn, cheap, death by cute, geek love, nyc, shopping, sin in general, wear
I have a problem with my gear multiplying. As I move from place to place during the day, I am followed in a pigpen like fashion by a rotating amount of Djarum packs, lighters, red lipsticks, Lego Star Wars figurines, my phone, random notebooks, and you get the picture. On any given day I can return home with way more items than I left with. I love these compact and cute reusable totes that you can just stick in the bottom of your bag, in case. I would worry, though, about not only carrying one more thing, but using it cause it’s there. Still, it’s better to be prepared…*
*ridiculous facial expression optional.
Filed under: accessories, boys, death by cute, fetish, gadgetry, geek love, in the house, lust, retro, sex, sin in general, the good fight
More on organization fetish. Many women’s magazine’s posit couples need to schedule their romance and stick to it. That’s not such a bad idea, but it sounds pretty unsexy. This pretty little planner is an adorable way to do that. Artfully styled, and very useful.
Filed under: boys, cheap, death by cute, entertainment, geek love, haute, in the house, indolence, lust, retro, sex, sin in general, sleep
I’ve been wanting an Airstream like, whoa lately. Something about the idea of an inexpensive (compared to a house), super-mod, goes-anywhere abode is so thrilling and bohemian. The city life thing can really grind you down, and you can’t drive your apartment down to Florida for the weekend. Also, they have a very romantic pod-like feel to them- as if you could create a dirty weekend with no notice and no planning. Coooool.
Filed under: accessories, boys, fetish, gadgetry, geek love, haute, in the house, indolence, lust, sex, sin in general
Any bad boy or girl with a collection of toys will appreciate the Sex Kitten Toy Storage Pillow from Boudoir Essentials. Keeping the kids or cats out of your personal toy box is always a challenge, and this will blend right in with your leopard and/or pink and black bordello boudoir couture. And it’s fuzzy.
Filed under: cheap, death by cute, in the house, indolence, lingerie, lust, pin-ups, retro, sales, sex, shopping, sin in general, sleep, wear
In my never ending quest for comfy, cute slips, I stumbled across this adorable sale piece from- wait for it- the Gap. Soft red cotton trimmed with wide lace strips. It’s sexy and practical. Kinda like me.
Filed under: accessories, cheap, death by cute, geek love, jewels, shopping, wear
Fortune Cookie charms are so adorable. I like jewelry that signifies something , and what’s more hopeful than a a fortune cookie? It offers insight, lucky numbers, and vague future predictions. And this charm is just the cutest.
Filed under: accessories, brooklyn, haute, jewels, nyc, retro, shopping, vanity, wear
One of the best things about living in New York is the constant inspiration on the street and subway. The pants I’m wearing right now were acquired after asking a very eager to share woman at Broadway-Lafayette where she got them. I may not have taken them off since. New York City dwellers are subject to temperature extremes (60 degrees outside, 160 on the subway platform where you’re stuck for half-an-hour), environmental exposure, long walks to and fro, and other look killers you just don’t have to deal with when you drive to and from work in your own climate controlled space.
A few weeks ago I spied a woman in her late thirties who looked like the perfect combination of together and polished and professional and stylish and casual. She was wearing a neat little suit derivative that really embodied all this. An approximation:
- Dark jeans
- A short-sleeved blazer
- A subtly-screened, tissue weight tee
- Stylish sneakers- though I’d choose riding boots
- Extra credit: practical tote and pretty pendant
Filed under: entertainment, fetish, indolence, intoxicants, love, lust, pin-ups, retro, sanctimony, sex, sin in general, smooth criminal, the good fight
I have a massive passion for historical vice. I must have seen everything in the Hardcore History series at least twice. Something about the idea of a history uncovered by accident, not archived on purpose- it’s like a secret we’re sleuthy enough to find out. Sin in the Second City: Madams, Ministers, Playboys, and the Battle for America’s Soul looks fascinating- a historical view of the battle between wealthy vice purveyors and puritans in one of the naughtiest eras in American history. From BN.com:
Step into the perfumed parlors of the Everleigh Club, the most famous brothel in American history–and the catalyst for a culture war that rocked the nation. Operating in Chicago’s notorious Levee district at the dawn of the last century, the Club’s proprietors, two aristocratic sisters named Minna and Ada Everleigh, welcomed moguls and actors, senators and athletes, foreign dignitaries and literary icons, into their stately double mansion, where thirty stunning Everleigh “butterflies” awaited their arrival. Courtesans named Doll, Suzy Poon Tang, and Brick Top devoured raw meat to the delight of Prince Henry of Prussia and recited poetry for Theodore Dreiser. Whereas lesser madams pocketed most of a harlot’s earnings and kept a “whipper” on staff to mete out discipline, the Everleighs made sure their girls dined on gourmet food, were examined by an honest physician, and even tutored in the literature of Balzac…
Filed under: accessories, cheap, death by cute, geek love, ha, pin-ups, pride, rage, skate, the good fight, wear
Threadless just dropped this funky, girly derby-themed shirt for Halloween. As always with Threadless, it’s get it while you can. Really digging the fake movie/comic book vibe. Too cool!
Filed under: accessories, cheap, fetish, i own it, love, lust, makeup, pin-ups, retro, shopping, vanity, wear
This fabulous blush stick eluded me for years. I read the reviews on Makeup Alley- get it now before they discontinue it! and then nothing. I scoured every WnW display I passed and saw no version of it. Then, like magic, it reappeared everywhere. I’d heard Coy was the perfect pink blush and was skeptical- blush was never an item I could find in drugstores. But they were right.
Coy is a creamy, highly pigmented, pure pink color that makes you look sweet, alive, and not overly made up. I use it on my lips to provide a neutral base for gloss. It’s been less than a week and this item is elevated to grail status on my vanity table. Don’t try to contour with it (or anything)- just apply a little to the apples of your cheeks and pat it out until it looks natural. Finish with a light dusting of powder if desired. I will never go back to prestige blush again, unless WnW discontinues it. Now, if they’d only resurrect Drac’s Drool- dumb name, perfect berry wash for lips.
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A few months ago I was stuck in a cab on Smith Street for what seemed like hours. Finally when the cab sped up I caught a glimpse of this adorable, unique tee-shirt but why wasn’t I paying more attention?!? it’s not like I can screech at the cab driver to stop so I can go peer in the window and maybe go in and buy one. That would be crazy. Steve’s always on Smith Street so I asked him to look. Every day. For all eternity. He finally remembered but got the name wrong so he had to go back. That actually happened. But now I know and it was totally worth waiting for. I really, really love popsicles but I’ve always had a weakness for distlefinks. I think I talk about distlefinks more than anyone on the internet. Skates are cool, too.
