11.11.01

victoria’s secret is selling a $12.5 million dollar bra. i’m not making this up, altho they might be. it’s on the front page of the christmas catalogue. yes, boys and girls, that’s right, it’s a bra made up of 1,200 sapphires and 2,300 diamonds plus a big ol’ 90 carat rock in the middle. you can have the matching panty for a mere $750,000 (no giant diamonds in that one).

damn! i knew underwear was an expensive habit, but really. men: now do you see what lengths we women go to in order to seduce you with our underwear?

slithy tove hasn’t had too many hits lately; hopefully a phrase like “fantasy bra” will help pop the ratings back up. while i’m at it, i might as well talk about jarvis cocker. has anyone heard the new pulp album yet? maybe it’s not out yet, i’m never really in touch on these sorts of things. anyway, i was reading this article about it while i was in amsterdam and how it’s this big return-to-nature thing for the band – they went off into the woods to record it and it has songs with titles like “the trees” and “we love life.” i’m not sure i know what that means in the context of this-is-hardcore-pulp. but anyway, i was crushed to discover just how truly ugly jarvis cocker really is. the article closed with the quote, “you sound like such a cunt if you call yourself an artist.” well, that’s that. guess it’s back to being unemployed for me.