This refined and elegant lady chose Barcelona over her native Manchester. Point: Barcelona!
It’s not what you think; he wasn't selling them. I tied them to him and stole his wallet.
La Reina y El Hombre Mas Suave de Barcelona. Is that a tiny penis or is there a bird in his pants?
The most exquisite Jamon Iberico ever. My Spanish friend told my vegetarian friend, "But you can eat this—this is not meat, it is Jamon Iberico!" He meant it. It’s a Spanish thing. Pig Is Not Meat If It Is Jamon.
It’s impossible to caption this impeccable Chihuahua. No comment, except why, why, why didn't I buy it?
Her Trash is great, but she needs to work on her Vaudeville. Call Patricia Field, honey.
Believe it or not, this is not the most obscene food photo I could have posted. (The other one had brie all over it...)
A solid evening look. When in doubt, just get thyself to the toy store and say, "I'll need your balls."
And in September, there's a Bear Festival. No kidding.
It’s a Dali tattoo, silly! Form an orderly line please.
Oh, the glamour of a lucite chair. It’s like a stripper shoe for your ass!
Is it just me or is this crab giving major attitude? He's like the ASAP Rocky of the crustacean community.
Okay, this is the real reason I didn't buy the Chihuahua. Can you say “Priorities?”
Lampshades are back for evening? But you have to stand like that for it to work and only my friend Ricky Clifton, the renowned interior designer, can do that indefinitely. He even sleeps like that. He will do it at your house if you're not careful. (He might be there already.)
Rei Kawakubo, are you out there? I need this for fall.
Double campari in the Piazza at dusk. Heaven. Until the inevitable jugglers, magicians, contortionists and accordion players arrive. But after one more, I won't hear them...
Oh yes he did wear that sateen/poly mix flammable Jaclyn Smith Collection shirt from 1977 and that weapons grade “Like a Virgin” Madonna Collection crucifix from 1982 and those Liz Taylor White Diamond collection rings from 1992 and he did wave that fan that is vomiting sequins at you like Liza Minnelli is doing right this minute on some lucky audience. Yes he did.