So, a couple weeks ago, my fatass shimmied into a black dress an Abe Lincoln brooch from my FAVORITE jewelry shop, SCHMUTZERLAND, (Abe’s a BABE!), expertly applied some Russian Red, and sashayed down into the basement of a Metseecan restaurant in Silver Lake so I could witness the legendary, much-lauded, Los Angeles TOAST OF THE MOTHERFUCKING TOWN:
The Golden Girlz!
SO BRILLIANT! After BELLY LAUGHING OUT LOUD until my gunt ached and my face hurt, Your Own Insolent Correspondent insisted on a photo with her AWESOME Squad for posterity: