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T.A.D.L.A.R.
You read this blog to be dazzled by the fecundity of our imaginations, right? How psyched are you, then, for…
PISTOL’S WEEK IN DREAMZZZ
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penance
“it’s on sale and i haven’t bought a nice dress since i got married and that was not actually technically a nice dress i mean it was from express or some store thereabouts on 5th and 20th and in retrospect it never was ideal aka not the most flattering and anyway that was like six […]
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Last night.
The only thing I can imagine eating right now is a single Cheerio. Or, excuse me but I must puke. Again.
Mr. B-A-D
I haven’t been following the Phil Spector trial, which is weird, because I am usually completely riveted by a sordid dark-side-of-Hollywood tale. Dissipated celebrities, creepy mansions, curdled genius, crushed dreams, guns. Sunset Boulevard, duh!
The slideshow of the crazy motherfucker’s hair over the years in Sunday Styles struck me as a crass trivialization of a Serious […]
Yoke lifted
When Firecracker and I were little girls, we were obsessed with orphans, babies abandoned in dumpsters, and Satanic ritual abuse. When we got new dolls, we freed them gingerly from their plastic shackles, our brows knit. What kind of monster, we wondered, would tie a little child up that way? We knew it would be […]
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