Theme of the Week: Conquering Miserable, Assy Winter

Now let's be clear: For years, our skin-cleansing routine consisted of (1) wetting face under shower and (2) drying face with paper towel. We just did not believe in complicated skin-cleansing routines. But then we had a $50 credit at Sephora, which we didn't want to fritter away on lip glosses (we'd lose) and de-frizzing hair treatments (we'd inevitably find insufficient for our prosumer-level frizz). We wanted something substantial. Something with a heft to it. Something that ... came in a well-designed (Kiehl's-ish) cardboard box.

True story: A man we'd once kneed in the balls — he was a touchy sort — recently said to us, "Did you get Botox? Because that thing between your eyes is gone." We wanted to knee him in the balls again, but he was sincere. And those awful, awful lines between our eyes — the product of parental negligence re: expeditious eyeglasses purchasing — is not quite gone, but better. And all this at a time of year when our face is usually the texture of asphalt.

The Jump Starters kit from Philosophy is $48 and includes a cleanser, moisturizer, eye \ lip cream, and some sort of very medicinal but apparently effective powder-y thing.

Commercial break: Dentyne Fire

Now, we're not prudes here at Bunnyshop. A little boobage isn't going to scare us off the Super Bowl. The Paris Hilton-Mr. Slave whore-off was the funniest thing we've ever seen on television. And we'd jump into Terrell Owens' arms any day of the week. But the new commercial for Dentyne Fire gum is enough to make us sign away any and all of our personal liberties. Scene: Teenage girl brings the BF home for meatloaf and inspirational parenty talk. TG pops some gum — naughty gum! TG mounts BF in front of parents. TG throws cardigan in Dad's face. We'd discuss the part where Mom, similarly gum-infused, mounts Dad, but we're too busy ralphing.

The problem, Dentyne, is you're giving narrow-minded people ammunition, and for what? For Mommy-sex gum. Barf.

Announcing Our First-Ever Discount Arrangement!

Happy 2006! And to start the New Year off totally right, even better than erasing all the posts related to Abercrombie and Fitch from this site, we bring you this lovely little deal that the wonderful Stars and Infinite Darkness—formerly Virgin Threads—has offered us, and anyone who reads this. First: Spend $100. Then type in "bunnyshop" as the code when you're checking out, and you get 15% off. How amazing is that! And we only had to ask them! It doesn't have to be exactly $100. That'd be sort of funny. And annoying. It's not that, in any case. We just can't believe we've reached any level of professionalism, and yet: discounts!

The reason we asked Stars and Infinite Darkness to be our first discount-friend is because there is like nowhere else on the planet we'd rather send people. It's the philosophical opposite of A&F: totally cool, smart, aware, not corporate, not lame. We realize we got into some trouble there with the double negatives, but you know what we mean.

We'll post something from their site every day this week to get all the moxie going. Does that sentence make clear how jetlagged we are? We just spent half an hour looking for a boarding pass that was in our front pocket. Tss. Anyway, a new thing, every day. Today: these ballet shoes from La Voleuse. These are near and dear to our heart, since they are what brought us, so long ago, to S&ID. You can choose your color, and your hand-painted song lyric, along with normal things, like your size. Well, maybe color's normal, too, but whatever. Did we mentioned the (also) hand-painted tattoo design? Oh, we love them so much. They cost $103—but for us, they're ... oh my God, seriously ... er, $88. We were totally going with $87 for a while there. Jetlag. Argh.