My favorite part of the blog:"I feel nauseous. I want to vomit in this horrible, fake fake fake bag. Do you know what fake material smells like? SHIT. Actual shit. It makes me feel like shit just sitting next to it."

While Hunter was doing all this crazyness, one of my favorite scientists down the street at Rockefeller University drew me a flowchart of how to get the best Coach bags on Canal street.

If they'd lay of the szzyrup they could finally embrace a proper Bush family aesthetic instead of the bastard unamerican stuff they throw our way in the form of Indian Jewelry and Rua Minx.

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SO MANY QUESTIONS!

I sound like a shill for the stuff by Differin worked like a miracle for me. (And I have the scarring from the old cystic a to prove that it fixed more than just a pre menstrual flare-up.) I've tried Clindomycin, Doxicycline, chinese herbs, the pill, benzoyl peroxide, fancy DDF stuff from Sephora, and bless them it was the retinoids that did finally the trick. I first heard of Differin from a male model friend wih perfect skin, and it really is a wonder drug as far as I'm concerned. Other people have suggested Retin A which is similar, and possibly cheaper. (Or you can just buy it from Canada. Shhh. ) Retinoids are much gentler than peels but are similar in that they prevent acne by exfoliating, so Jasmine, if the glycolic peel was good, you might have similar results with retinoids. They require a prescription, and generally aren't covered by insurance but for me a $100 tube lasts 6-8 months and is so worth it.

I also hear that Accutane can give miraculous results but when my college boyfriend was on it he had to stop taking it because of the roid rage. And as the "no baby" symbol on the packaging indicates it causes major birth defects.

Also, is that Austin, TX?

AA is hurting the pride of high school girls who will never know how cute their bum-bum could have looked in a catsuit in the plush fitting rooms of the downtown Barney's.

Like a locker room full of jocks!

As they say in the radio ads, "the proof is in the people at Iona.

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My guess is that this was some pre-med go-getter who picked it up at Bellevue (NYU affiliated) or St. Vincents (so close!) hospital where all the hottest new anti-biotic resistant strains go mainstream. I tells ya, infectious diseases haven't been the same since bottle service.

Seriously, Bellevue is tops for trauma, so if you get doored on your bike to work they will patch you up in no time. But unless you come in at 7am, urgent care, because it's "non-emergency" is a fun waiting game. Still, it beats the time a friend checked herself into Woodhull. After 5 hours an orderly walked by her gurney, muttered "still alive" and kept on walking.

But seriously, yuck. And Forest Hills? WTF?

Both are distinct forms of Rotten-Cooteritis, but the former smells like old beer while the latter smells like fish guts. See also: the Mystery in your panties from gurl.com.
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