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这个新年，采取有机物并且人做它您自己。

这个新年，塑造世界在为您自己的乐趣的工具并且赢利。

这个新年，弯曲现实的决心到您的意志，修造自己入您想要是的人，和

当它提到现金时，只打扰以“绿色”。

新年好， lovelies。

XXXO，
K

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“想要得到薄饼？”

“肯定”，我说，无需看男孩。 我放下我的MacBook，并且检查我的反射： 仔细地被弄乱的我的浮动的头发的，我的女用贴身内衣裤连裤外衣油炸马铃薯片黑白。 我劫掠我的iPhone和钱包，和“我只必须得到我的鞋子楼下”。

“不要打扰”。 男孩走入他的一壁橱，并且按按钮叫电梯。 在出口他扔桃红色，做在中国啪嗒啪嗒的响声在我。 凉鞋基于他的波斯地毯; 我凝视他们。

“方式不是穿您的前锄的鞋子之一的我”。 我起皱纹我的面孔。 “特别是，当他们是啪嗒啪嗒的响声”。

“请投入他们”，他说。 “您甚而不会离开汽车”。

我紧紧栓我的被围绕的骆驼外套，摩擦我的面颊反对狐皮衣领。 我在橡胶凉鞋最后滑倒。 在电梯的隆隆响，当它上升到我们的地板，我听见男孩轻声笑在壁橱。 “Oh，这里不进来。 我未佩带此永远”。 我听见一些拖曳。 “好，您能看”。

男孩走入他的卧室的低灯，并且他的身体的希腊胸像由拂去地板的灰尘一件棕色长袍完全地盖。 土被洗染的织品是破相的，除了吞下他的白色面孔入阴影的一个被锐化的敞篷。

“从Saks ？” 我要求。

“土耳其”，他说，咧嘴。 “天气实际上难以置信地温暖的。 我佩带了它在平面家，并且其他乘客看起来担心，如我会祈祷对阿拉”。

“美丽， Binnie”，我说。 我拿着门开放，跟随他入电梯，几乎象一个温顺的妻子。 “我们滚动”。
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Lack of money is the root of all evil.

Low cash flow bleeds into envying thy neighbor — yeah, that fat housewife with the allowance.

Not printing paper leaves less space to jot down your dreams — like owning an Italian husband 10 years younger than you.

Not banging out Benjamins leads to desperate measures — like banging a Ben who measures up desperately.

Back to work.

“Come shower with me,” calls The Boy, my boy.

I walk into his bathroom, and see him naked in the shower stall, wiping its glass clear with old Wall Street Journals and a jug of vinegar. “Are you pickling your pickle?” I ask.

“You should hope not.” I stand there, watching him through the glass, as he looks over the snaky spaces in the carved Roman marble of the shower, eyes pausing on a New World black and chrome switch box. “I’ve never tried the sauna in here.” He presses its buttons, and we’re quiet, waiting. A couple minutes pass, and we hear the shower stall breath, transforming into the steamer of a giant espresso machine. “Hop in, Little Satan.”

I strip and slip in, sitting on the cold marble bench. Spirits of water begin to kiss me, clinging to my skin, and I watch the temperature climb on the black box. 65° F to 70° to 75°… The steam’s slowly exploding into our marble and glass world, and I steal a little breath, and cough. My lungs choke on the water in the air, but I breath deep, I make myself relax. The Boy sits next to me, and we lie against the marble walls on opposite ends, book-ending the space between us, our legs open to each other. Steam dances and beads on the glass, on the walls, on our skin, though I only see the drops through touch: the steam is fogging my vision. “Just breath deep,” says The Boy. “How calming is this?”

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One of my fav Manhattan memories? Cuddling in a snow white vintage mink coat, hands toasting in an antique seal fur muff, legs wrapped in leather boots thigh-high, escaping the raw cold in an unnaturally warm restaurant.

That served yuppie vegan food.

I love being on top of the food chain. I order grilled shark at a cafe for the satisfaction of eating something that’d otherwise eat me if it weren’t for my mind, I clutch urbane snaky bags as a primal celebration of conquering Mama Nature, and I adore this Unearthed crocodile cuff as a smart “Fuck you” to a dino-old species that’d make a bracelet out of my albino skin–very exotic for Los Angeles–if it had the brain to do so.

Boss enough for your p.m. play, the ivory crocodile cuff is gloss enough for your business lunch.

The one you’re sure to kill.

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Though occasionally your K’s vision gets clouded –

Six protein bars instead of three meals? I traded the Upper East Side for LA? Rocked wedge boots instead of petite platform pumps?

– Give me a three minutes and two soy lattes, and my smoky eyes begin to clear. Brush off the bars, they’ll keep my little body hot for my boy, who makes La La Land bearable, who’s amused by my pretend-practical shoes.

And which, all rough, earthy suede, vibe right against the lucid Lucite cuff by Patricia von Musulin.

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