The Lisssssst

I just placed a much needed and long-awaited Amazon.com order after many months of planning out exactly what I wanted to reward myself with.

The purchases were a small pat-on-the-back for finally feeling like an adult and once again officially working full-time.

Plus, I kept hearing an unavoidable voice in my head repeat (in Cybill Shepherd's manly baritone, no less) that "You're Worth It!" "You're Worth It!"

I was, needless to say, excited to finally treat myself to a few prizes. But it wasn't until after I pressed CONFIRM on the hallowed pages of Amazon that I realized just how (ahem) stereotypical my orders made me appear.

The list (or should I say lisssssssssst) is as follows...


"All Aboard: Rosie's Family Cruise" on DVD

"Unzipped" the brilliant mid-90s Isaac Mizrahi documentary on DVD

"PostSecret: Extraordinary Confessions of Ordinary Lives" an illustrated coffee table book

"New York Sketchbook" the illustrated coffee table book

"L'Auberge Espagnole (The Spanish Apartment)" a lovely foreign film on DVD

"Hotel" Moby's somewhat latest

"The Fashion Book" otherwise known as what I've always needed in Hardcover

and finally, saddest of all

Madonna's "The Next Best Thing" on DVD in widescreen


Honestly, I shudder to think what my Amazon Home Page will recommend for me the next time I log in.

But I'm guessing it'll be something like the porno flick "Cocks 'R Us" immediately followed by a random Liza Tribute video.

Hey, you can't fight taste.