Every time I see this tee shirt, I crack the fuck up.

Our store is now carrying the line Better Bacon. Because, who doesn't like bacon? And things better?

Actually, the line is designed by kids and adults with developmental disabilities. Of course I am picking one up, right?



The artist's name is Tanesa and she drew Michael Jackson because he's her favorite singer. I love that the tee is innocent enough, yet all the creepiness comes through. And every time I look at it, I crack the fuck up. Hopefully I won't get as harassed on the street as I did when I jokingly wore the "Wanted: A Rich Man" tee. Usually, the only people that were angry enough to confront me about it were middle aged men that probably didn't have enough money. It never dawned on them that young, skinny women can have a sense of humor...

True story: I wore that tee with some Juicy lounge pants for a flight home to see my parents. The lady at the airport security just looked at me and said, "Giiiiiirl, you ain't gonna find one dem here!" I just looked at her and said, "Yeah, why do you think I'm leaving?"

So, last night's dinner was divine. Kaci thoroughly enjoyed the fondue... I actually ate some bits of steak. I gave Kaci a really cute black AG top to wear with her Missoni shoes. The Melting Pot's birthday balloons were kind of weak... but whatever, we'll let it slide. I hope she ended up having an awesome birthday.

Justin and I discussed our Thanksgiving plans and it's been decided that we're having it again at our loft. That gives me, oh... over four months to prepare. Last year, my salad was of epic proportions. It was thoroughly awesome. And you know, Straub's helps out too.