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Funky Business
All right. I admit it. I have been hiding something dirty from you. I have been for quite sometime now playing the role of a girl who gushes about red velvet things, woos-and-ahhs over seasonal muffins for weekends and salutes to tacos, sandwiches and raviolis for everyday meals, who even contemplates (but no luck so far) on creating the ultimate fairy-food salads to tackle the hippie crowds. Don’t get me wrong because I love all that (maybe not the salads…) as much as the next American and who wouldn’t? But… there’s more to it me and it’s despicable that I’ve been tucking it away in a dark corner to lick off its own shame. Today I’m going to let my closeted funk-fetish get exposed…
01.06.2013