I bought a Marc Jacobs bag. Does that make me a shallow hipster? Oh hedonistic world! You know I can't resist quality design and craftsmanship.
There is sensuality in a well-made object. For example, pressing the plunger of my coffee press pleases me. I like watching it filter silt into coffee. It's very zen, you should try it.
Which reminds me, I'm DYING to see the new fetish coffeeshop in town. No joke. You can bring someone in on a leash, tether them to a seat, and order their coffee in a dog bowl.
But even bad girls have a saintly side. Thus I decided to devote thanksgiving day to feed the hungry this year, with the help of a local non-profit organization. So maybe I'm not just a dirty hedonist after all.
2:26 p.m. - 2009-11-16