Monday, December 28, 2009

Straight up gingerbread

My night was spent at Gracy's house, making up new hot metaphors. Metaphors are the new sequins.

Yesterday I bought a whole bottle of gingerbread syrup from Starbucks, so now, when christmas is over and they won't be able to sell gingerbread latte anymore, I am all set. Like, jet-set-set. Niiice. I'll just wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy (oh snap), put some gingerbread syrup in a cup and hunt down the nearest Starbucks or Peet's Coffee. Last but not least, beg them to make me a latte mixed with the syrup.... Voila!

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