She hasn’t eaten since 1973, her hair defies both trends and gravity, and she’s rumored to have sent a mosquito to the Betty Ford clinic — just by letting it bite her. And if there’s one thing she likes more than easygoing sex with gorgeous, underage youths, or insulting frumpy intellectuals, it’s a good drink. Or seven(teen).
But while she’s responsible for many a torturous
Sunday Tuesday morning following one your fabulous liquid dinners, your life would be a lot dryer without her. So here’s what to buy for the woman who refers to water as a “mixer”.
this is some kind of spaceship or something.