Puss N Boots Cat Costume For Pets

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From her 'Hasselhoff: 13 Months of Awesome' calendar to her 'Puss In Boots ...

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Though the Diva almost never visits that room in her house with the stove and refrigerator -- spare for the occasional trip to fetch ice for her highballs -- she felt the difficulty to don her marabou-fringe apron and whip up a little something festive the other day: "Huntsman's Punch." (Dump indiscriminate amounts of Champagne, Woman Jerry rum, lemon and pomegranate juice into a punch roll. Add ice. Stir.)

The libation was invented to promote the October premiere of "The Rum Calendar," starring Johnny Depp as pickled journalist Huntswoman S. Thompson. The folks behind the flick were also kind enough to send a fifth of the Caribbean spiced rum (92 evidence) to other pickled American journalists, mostly critics who might review the cinema, along with the punch recipe. How thoughtful.

Every year, PR teams send out tons of promo fabric -- known in slang terms as "swag," but technically called "crap." In more lucrative days, the swag was especially ostentatious; a colleague once received a full-sized upright vacuum cleaner from a fabricator of "green" filters.

Source: Plain Dealer

The Goddess Blogs » I Am an Impulse Shopper

by Julia London

A couple of weeks ago, I almost bought a new car. I didn’t need a car–mine is paid for, it’s a luxury model, and it works just fine. But Jack London told me about the new Honda Accord Crosstour while at breakfast. There happened to be a Honda dealer across the street. I said, let’s go look. We did and I drove, and we went home and I figured out how much I’d get for my car and how much I’d have to put in it to get a new car. I told Jack London, “I am going to buy that car.” He was shocked. He told me not to. I said, “I want it.” And I spent the next day calling around and getting quotes. I was very close to buying that car when it suddenly dawned on me that the only difference between that car and my car was that it had a thingie that would play an iPod. That’s what I was getting, which I suddenly realized I could get that for a couple of hundred dollars.

I am serious: I was . Those silly car salesmen are still calling me.

I did it again the other day, but this time, I actually bought it: a Venetian Santa Claus from Neiman Marcus. I am not a collector. I don’t have any Santas, I don’t even know what I will do with this Santa. But a friend told me about them and showed them to me online, and I bought one. Just like that. Now this Venetian Santa is on his way to me, and I am wondering why I thought I needed one. My only consolation is that I did not buy the $850 to $1000 Santas you can get thru Neimans. I don’t normally impulse buy, thank the good Lord above, but there is something about the holidays that brings out the worst in me. I even booked facial for early next week because they sent me an email and told me it was 25% off. I have better things to do with my time and money, but I clicked “add this to my cart” and went through with it. I contributed a lot of money to the Christmas Bureau that, on the surface, may look like a noble thing, but the truth was that they had a basket of luxury sauces and mustards and spreads and wine that I thought I wanted. It was shopping to me, charity to them.

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