Whisker Mittens

I hate chenille anything. even blankets but especially sweaters. I live for rare roast beef, unripend peaches and frozen candy (gummi bears being the best). I play tennis, swim and bike to try and look like 1920's Olympian and so that I can eat frozen gummi bears and not feel guilty about it. Last Three Halloween costumes; Demonic 18th Century Aristocrat, Demonic 1920's Olympic Badmiton Player, Bulgarian circus performer from the 30's (see kissing moustache image). I have one tattoo on my lower back of a chinese character that I got in my first year of college that meant "simplicity" at the time it was done, but has since come to actually mean "crispy" or..."a high grade piece of meat"...telling. I'm currently in love with the "idea" of riding my bike everywhere, though it's proving not to be quite as "awesome" as I'd imagined. Turn of the Century team photographs of guys in cricket blazers and striped football sweaters never cease to inpire me to dress like an English gentleman feed on transatlantic steamship travel and picnics by the lake. My favorite quote from grosse point (the greatest show never given a chance) is when Hunter was furious that her character, "Becky", couldn't be written to have an orgasm on the show ...she said "Why can't Becky have an orgasm? Oh, that's right...she's too busy getting gang-raped and miscarrying" nuff said