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Epic blogging fail, I TOTALLY MOVED

So as your humble narrator is now blogging-as-work, I went to renew my custom domain name. And lo, some dumbass domain-name clearinghouse has registered my site.

WHY DO BAD THINGS HAPPEN TO GOOD PEOPLE?!?!

Fear not, oh my five readers. Vice Vixen has gotten a makeover. And now, please find me at :

FEMMEDANGEREUSE.COM




Holla at ya Hookah!

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.



Oh, Eric

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.



Bikini Line Amazingness
February 25, 2009, 11:18 pm
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.



Supermarket Shopping Spree

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?

You were saying?



The opposite of sweating bullets?

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?



Thank God there’s finally a word for this!
The female equivalent of a cock block.
I was hitting on that guy, but my girlfriend stepped in and totally box locked me.


Must. Have.

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.



Sweet and Sad and you’ve heard it before…
January 19, 2008, 4:01 pm
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.



Kissing contest! Rock!
January 19, 2008, 2:45 am
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.



Get your geek on…
January 18, 2008, 3:09 am
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?



Hello… Newark?

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!



Tell me a story?

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.



No more baseball, back to handball?
January 2, 2008, 2:55 am
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.



Spicy? How hot do you like it?

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.



And my top twelve distractions of 2007…
  • 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.
  • 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.

  • 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.


I don’t “do” outside…

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.



BE shouts out, and has a ship deal!

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…



Where are my panties?
November 2, 2007, 2:57 am
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.)



Vice Vixen does a victory dance!
October 31, 2007, 12:58 am
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.



If you’re gonna be a bag lady, be a stylish one
October 19, 2007, 8:41 pm
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.



Your other filofax

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.



Everyone’s blogging airstreams, but I saw them first!

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.



My pillow is not! lumpy
October 17, 2007, 1:34 am
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.



Sugar babydoll

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.



When bad girls were bad…

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…



On the day that you were born the angels got together…
October 6, 2007, 4:49 pm
Filed under: entertainment, gadgetry, geek love, makeup, sin in general, vanity

While away, I rented the visually stunning and very engaging Mirrormask.  I highly recommend it, but that’s beside the point.  My dreams were haunted by this eerie version of Close To You by the Carpenters.  I woke up and mentioned to my bunk mate it was stuck in my head, to which he replied, Cheers, babe- now it’s stuck in mine!  But the really creepy part?  It reminded my of my daughter!  Anyway, finally as spooky as it deserves to be…



Getting out of Dodge…
October 4, 2007, 5:47 pm
Filed under: cheap, death by cute, entertainment, haute, i own it, indolence, love, retro, sex, sin in general, sleep

Sometimes the naked city can be a bit stifling. Overall, it’s the center of the world and we all know it, but sometimes that can be hard to remember when you’re sweaty and squished on the F train. Or when you need some time alone to talk with someone and everything in the world at your doorstep is just way too distracting.

A few weeks ago, I had a long visit with my super dreamy boyfriend and we needed a quiet place to chill. I saw the glowing reviews at Trip Advisor of the Roxbury and was sold. Because, is teh internets ever wrong? This well styled hideway has luxe details, reasonable rates, friendly owners, and all the quiet you could ever want. There’s an extensive continental breakfast and DVD collection, and the rooms are pimped enough so you’ll never need to leave unless you want to.

Extra props go to the Village Pub in nearby Margaretville. Being total lazy bastards, we napped through regular dinner hours every night. I would have starved to death without their surprisingly delicious burgers and my date tried the chicken cacciatore made from fresh local ingredients for a very reasonable price. Top marks all around. Some pics:

 



Lashes kickin’ it oldschool
October 4, 2007, 4:18 pm
Filed under: accessories, death by cute, makeup, pin-ups, retro, sassy, shopping, sin in general, vanity

I’ve never used cake mascara, but I spotted this adorable wee compact in Lucky and I feel that now I need to.  This totally looks like it would have been in Bettie’s makeup kit.  Very pin-up.  And I’ve had Paula Dorf brushes for years- they still look and feel brand new.



Fifty two lickup?
October 4, 2007, 3:19 am
Filed under: entertainment, fetish, geek love, in the house, love, lust, ravaging, sex, sin in general

I like the naughty minimalism of this cherry red sex deck from Toys in Babeland.  I also like the suggestion to leave one for your lover to find at some point in the day- kind of like a to do list.



Are you a slacker mom?

Does anyone else wanna smack someone when they see that?  If you’ve borne a child at any point in your life, it should be illegal to call you a slacker, ever.  But lots of mommies still love their vices, as evidenced by this cute kids’ tee.



Swing low…
October 2, 2007, 9:17 pm
Filed under: boys, in the house, indolence, love, lust, sex, sin in general

As a bit of a klutz but a total romantic, I have the most mixed feelings about this cool bed.  While the suspension seems comfortable and relaxing, I know an ER visit can’t be far away.  And aesthetically, it could be better.  But still, I want one!



Economically get sauced on decent wine…
September 29, 2007, 3:31 am
Filed under: cheap, drink, entertainment, haute, indolence, intoxicants, shopping, sin in general

NYT via Lifehacker- decent wines under $10!

Casa Cadaval Portugal Ribatejano , $8.99, ***
Domaine de l’Ameillaud France , $9, ** ½
Viña Gormaz Spain Ribera del Duero , $9, **
Georges Duboeuf France , $9, **
Altas Cumbres Argentina Mendoza , $9, **
Wyatt California Cabernet Sauvignon 2005 , $10, **
J. Vidal-Fleury France , $10, **
Domaine Monte de Luz , $7, **
Ravenswood California Vintner’s Blend , $10, **
Paringa , $9, * ½



Go Saudi girls, it’s your birthday. We gon party like it’s your birthday!
September 27, 2007, 4:43 pm
Filed under: boys, pillaging, pride, rage, sanctimony, sin in general, smooth criminal, the good fight

Via the snopes boards, an amazing story of girlpower.  And they escaped with their heads! Thanks, Jonny T!

Dammam, Asharq Al-Awsat- Members of Khobar’s Commission for the Promotion of Virtue and Prevention of Vice were the victims of an attack by two Saudi females, Asharq Al-Awsat can reveal.According to the head of the commission in Khobar, two girls pepper sprayed members of the commission after they had tried to offer them advice.

Girlfriends, when y’all get your driving rights please come over to the west and smoke a hookah with us.  The shisha’s on me!

 



A trite but effective cure-all
September 26, 2007, 5:35 am
Filed under: cheap, eat, fetish, indolence, intoxicants, love, lust, schadenfreude, sex, sin in general

The Trader Joe’s Pound Plus chocolate bar* is such a godsend to the stress eater.  Kind of like a large, flat, tasty brick, this inexpensive but indulgent treat is a good tool for bouts of wallowing in sadness or fear.  My boyfriend broke it up into pieces because me biting into a bar of chocolate roughly the size of my head was unnerving.  Eh, I find it comforting.  Maybe he was afraid it would suffocate him when he was sleeping.  Not that farfetched, since I did cuddle with it every night.

From Urban Dictionary:

  Trader Joe’s


 

a store that has mostly white people

i went to Trader Joe’s and i saw lots of white people!



And the hits just keep on coming.

Oh, dear. Vice Vixen needs a job! This was unexpected and while it couldn’t come at a worse time, when is it a good time to look for a job? Still, we all know I get my by any means on whenever there’s a drought, and I’ve already dusted off my resume and made some good connections. So…

Young professional;

Excellent writing skills;

Whip smart;

Able to solve problems creatively;

thoughtful and articulate;

works well on a team;

great phone skills;

takes direction well;

helpful;

sunny disposition;

hands on;

works well under pressure;

culturally diverse;

excellent customer service skills;

and professional appearance.

Available for interview immediately. Hiring?



Bordello Bath

Via Uncrate, cool retro sexiness in a bath towel.  Who knew?



How many times can you do days of the week panties…
September 12, 2007, 12:41 am
Filed under: accessories, death by cute, fetish, haute, love, lust, pin-ups, retro, sex, sin in general, vanity

…before you just want something that says “do naughty things to me” en francais?  These screen printed panties from Kiki De Montparnasse have an array of filthy French phrases for every day of the week.  They’ve even got subtitles!



Diamonds are forever
September 12, 2007, 12:37 am
Filed under: accessories, boys, death by cute, fetish, haute, jewels, lingerie, lust, sex, sin in general, wear

…and you shouldn’t be all cliche and expect a boy to necessarily get you one.  It’s a two-way street, you know…



We’ve established I fetishize organization…
September 6, 2007, 2:21 am
Filed under: accessories, death by cute, fetish, gadgetry, haute, indolence, lust, pin-ups, retro, sex, shopping, sin in general

…and this is a sex toy toolkit!  Keywords like formerly in the aircraft business, made of beautiful high-quality stainless steel, and waterproof and dishwasher safe are in and of themselves like porn to me.  And the sexy case looks like a cool purse!



Bad news for you, good news for me!

Vice Vixen is going on vacation! While I won’t be able to abandon you totally, I will be on a limited posting schedule. Probably 5-7 posts weekly. So don’t despair, oh three readers of mine.

But I’ll be doing field research! Drinking, smoking, getting it on, and tearing up the countryside with a very cute boy. Think of all the stories I’ll have when I get back!



Downtown Manhattan Vice Map!

An idea that’s way overdue- someone’s gone and made a walking tour vice-map of Lower Manhattan!  Now I know what to do on my next summer vacation!  (Via Thrilllist.)



Masquerading as one of your beauty supplies
August 31, 2007, 2:24 pm
Filed under: accessories, fetish, haute, indolence, love, lust, sex, sin in general

…is this stylish lube container.  I can’t think of a less sexy thing than a cold, metal, OB/GYN issue tube of KY.  This is almost cute and much less sticky looking.



A sleek twist on bad-girl bling
August 31, 2007, 2:20 pm
Filed under: accessories, cheap, death by cute, fetish, haute, jewels, lust, rage, sex, sin in general

I’ve posted handcuffs, knives, razorblades, and guns as jewels.  Such is my heritage as half Brooklyn-Italian.  However, these pieces are often large, cartoonish, and not too refined.  Not so with this delicate cuff lariat from CutXPaste.  It looks like it’s for the closet bad girl, the one who you don’t suspect til you’re tethered to the bedposts.



Sweater season is upon us…
August 28, 2007, 2:42 am
Filed under: accessories, death by cute, fetish, geek love, lust, pin-ups, retro, sex, shopping, sin in general, wear

…how’s about rockin’ some pointy ta-tas?  I totally dig how these bras make you completely, unflinchingly naughty while you’re wearing a totally covered up sweater.  Those 50s chicks really knew how to bring it, didn’t they?

The matching panties?  That’s a panty, thong wearers take note.



Schoolgirl fetish, housey fetish…
August 27, 2007, 2:58 am
Filed under: eat, fetish, geek love, in the house, lust, retro, sex, shopping, sin in general

I’ve always had a jones for industrial stuff- restaurant ware, vats of ketchup, anything you need a special license or card or blagging skills to buy. I immediately fell for these super sturdy, school issue tables. Not only for their hardiness and super-stealiness, but also because they’d be perfect for playing tie me up detention.



Foofy, luxe bondage

This pricey little number is patently adorable.  A heart charm, Swarovski crystals, and gorgeous bright feather cuffs are light, sweet, and totally romantic.  I love their innocent feel because being tied up is totally naughty.



The fracking “Crocs conundrum” again
August 21, 2007, 1:17 am
Filed under: accessories, geek love, i own it, indolence, nyc, rage, shoe lust, shopping, sin in general, wear

God damn you, Crocs, and your Croccy croslite material.  Every time I get away from your cloudlike shoes, you draw me back in with something.  First my sister bought me the Athens sandals, which are sleekish and super wearable.  And now this.  Slim little toe-cleavage baring Mary-frickin-janes.  That don’t need socks.  That can go in the dishwasher!  I’ve been wearing maryjanes since I was three.  Stop targeting me, Crocs!

I mean, the main focus of this site is doing what feels good.  And they feel good, and that’s enough, right?  Right?  Are they gonna revoke my FIT degree?



This is a public service announcement…
August 21, 2007, 1:06 am
Filed under: brooklyn, cheap, eat, haute, lust, shopping, sin in general

…courtesy of Gridskipper.  The best ice cream in New York.  I can sadly confess to only having sampled one (Emack and Bolio’s), but it is damn good.  Where’s Il Laboratorio del Gelato?  No honorable mention for Rice to Riches?



You lazy bitch…
August 20, 2007, 2:10 am
Filed under: accessories, cheap, drink, eat, in the house, indolence, shopping, sin in general, vanity

you know you need one.  I can’t talk, I order in like, three meals a day.




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