We Went to Wanderlust Yoga in the City (of New York)

During my hippie years I spent a month living in a tent in Mexico to become a certified yoga instructor, and whenever excessive touching was involved I totally ate some Ativan. Obviously I have not yet reached enlightenment. Full story

We Went to Chairlift's FNO Show at Prada

The longer one spends in New York, or simply being alive, you learn the events with the most hype tend to be the most disappointing (Fashion's Night Out, New Years Eve, MFF threesomes). Full story

We Went to a Full Moon Party

Yacht, and some other people, played music under a full, blue moon in New York. We were there and stuff. Full story

Sex, Drugs, and Rock 'N' Roll

Sex, Drugs, and Rock 'N' Roll - Butt Sniffers and Weed

In this installment of Sex, Drugs, and Rock 'N' Roll, Sophie talks about how butt sniffing is a normal way to show love and affection. Full story

Shuffle and Splooge - The Last Splooge

This is my last song on my very last Shuffle and Splooge. Above I gave you one pervy paragraph and one lovey paragraph so I'm going to stop trying to come up with more of the same shit and just say sayonara to the tune of one of my favorite songs. Full story

Sex, Drugs, and Rock 'N' Roll

Clitoral Gel and Coke

While the gentle stuff felt burning in a good way, the Max O burned in an "oh fuck do I need to get tested?" way. It felt like my pussy had smoked a menthol cigarette. Full story

We Went to Sir Ivan's Hamptons Castle

The bathrooms were dusted with glitter and cocaine residue. Pink champagne flowed from open bars and waitresses refilled your glass before you were done with it. Full story

We Saw This: Ferrari Snowday

Skip is rock 'n' roll. He hit the stage with Ferrari around midnight, rocking the mic and shouting, "where's my fucking beer." As no man should be left dry, I handed him mine so we're practically fluid bonded. Full story

Shuffle and Splooge - Playlist #14

Well, to all the bitch ass hos that hate me the most, oh yeah I hate you too. Tonight's my birthday, champagne and cocaine help to get me through. Full story

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Morning Wood and Pop Crushes

When I was a little kid I'd wake up at the crack of dawn ravenously hungry. I'd walk to the kitchen, secretly hoping to wake up my mom and fix myself Eggo waffles. Twenty years later I'm still an early riser with an appetite, but my cravings have evolved from Eggos to orgasms. Full story