Wet ‘n Wild!
It doesn’t take much to turn me on around here.
For example, I know that very few of you will be as excited as I was to find this at Tang Frères…
But Alisa and Ms. Glaze?…you know you want it too…
Wanna see two Parisian studs going head-to-head in a groovy Parisian loft?
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Note: It’s a little longer than you might be able to handle.
Someone’s been very, very bad.
Or someone’s gonna get a spanking.
If it’s only a winter drink, does that mean they shrink back to normal in the summer?
Bondage By The Book!
Just extended—if you’ll excuse the pun; L’Enfer de la Bibliothèque.
Our national library in Paris is celebrating sex and eroticism, with a display of objets, including rare manuscripts and drawings dating from the XVI century. Let me tell you, the internet of 2008 has nothing on Paris in 1732. And let’s just hope, for Madame Pompadour’s sake, that Louis XV was a grower.
Uh, scratch that.
I forgot; we saw that too.
I’m a judge!
My mother would have been so happy. Instead of me being the big disappoi….(oh, never mind…)
But you can be a winner of a trip for two to Napa Valley’s Chocolate Festival, an orgy of chocolate.
Food bloggers can enter the Death by Chocolate Contest—but anyone can nominate for their favorites at the Culinate site.
Then I, along with an esteemed panel of judges, will get together, have a few drinks, maybe get a little crazy, and see who ends up on top.
Crack That Whip!
Except I can’t find my whip around here.
Must’ve sold it at my garage sale in San Francisco.
So I did too.
And boy, was it good.