dios mio, le petit mort, et cetera
The above tri-lingual razzle-dazzle is to distract myself from the mortal shame that accompanies an email from young homes Sean Fennessey, telling me I am totes making orgasm-face on the Fader blog. Subject line: "The Letter, not the Omarion Single." At least schnookums and I can cancel our order for that mirrored canopy now.
Here is a photo collage of how much fun we had on the extracurriculars of the Feminism & Hip-Hop conference, at the Fader vs. Pitchfork deathmatch. Chicago really holds it down.
Yo, just the fact that the fader had anything going on at the feminist hip hop forum
is a little suspect, right? I know it's not
Blender or whatever, and they don't have gals
with cum on they face, but shit, the fader. feminist. hip hop.??
kinda like a pulitzer going to the wweek?
um, duly noted (?) but step your reading comprehension game up on that last sentence of the post.
J,
I don't say this enough but you're a hottie. Just to share.