However, I'm Starving, and therefore I gotta write about something. So, thank goodness I finally received my inspiration during lunch rush hour traffic this afternoon. I know, but it happened and I'll take it!
While driving back across town from an errand I ran on the Wilshire Corridor, a freakin' jerk-face male almost swerved into my car; if I hadn't honked he probably would have gone all the way...not because he was on his cell phone or because he wasn't looking carefully enough in his side mirror, but because he was ogling at a brunette in a--ready for this--blue CLK convertible with a Nevada license plate. He literally almost hit me because he couldn't get a hold on his peripheral vision, which should be perfected for a moment like this, and that's why today is all about head-turners, objects of my desire, apples of my eye and causes of my fashion whiplash.
From gaw-dislodging burgers I've come across on the Internet to knee-high boots, I've seen while window shopping, that led me to gasp out loud (and pray to G-d that a blizzard hits Los Angeles so I can actually warrant wearing them), here are some serious hazards*.
*Please note, I am not liable for any pain that results from the following.
First, there's DB Bistro Moderne's Ground Black Angus top sirloin burger infused with over-the-top ingredients, including red wine-braised short ribs, foie gras, black truffle and savory root vegetables. Sure to bring any carnivore to his/her knees, this praise-the-lord creation gives me plenty of reason to jet set it out to NYC A.S.A.P.
Then there's these--Stuart Weitzman's Combat Lace-up Boots. No words can express my love for these magical show-stoppers, just have a look.
And there's them. While drinking my daily dose of NY Mag's addictive "In the Cut" blog punch, I seriously pondered how far I would go to look like one of these Victoria's Secret Angels, or better yet, get my hands on one of their dresses. With legs for days, skin-tight mini retro dresses never looked so good...or so chic for that matter. Erin Heatherson, Chanel Iman and Candice Swanepoel, some of the lingerie empire's regulars, helped launch the new 'Incredible by Victoria's Secret' bra in SOHO on Tuesday night by wearing the almost-invisible undergarments themselves. Hey, the proof is in the pudding. Now you know why they're wearing these spectacular lacquered-on numbers.
And, finally, there's this! Something I'm hoping to receive for my awesomeness as a wife. One day. OK, maybe in about a million-bizillion. Honey, just get me a nice replica of Cartier's Trinity Sauvage Ring and I'll be jumping for joy forever! With one ring showing off a leopard motif, another engraved with the brand's name, and the third covered in diamonds, I want it so badly it hurts.
(Photo via elledecor.com)
I don't know what I like better. The burger or the Cartier.
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