We Have a Winner!

(Oh dear god, I wonder what kind of searches will pick this up??)



Yes, that's a vibrator sitting in my dish drainer.

See... shit like this is why living alone freaking rocks. No sneaking to the bathroom with it hidden behind my back whenever it needs a cleaning.

It's a good thing my parents live in a different state. My mother already found my vibrator once in college... I can't imagine the fracas that would ensue if she (or, god forbid, my father) were to encounter one occupying the same space as the dishes I grew up with (visible in the background, the one with the pattern than simply screams 1970s).

As you can see, I have broken my heretofore strict "No masturbating with animals" policy [Oh god the searches... -Ed.]. It seems that these days it's either a bunny, or a dolphin, or an elephant, or a butterfly, or... right. Who says bestiality isn't socially acceptable? [Christ I'm really asking for it. -Ed.] At least this particular bunny will be tickling my clitoris with his hands rather than his ears. Somehow that seems less... pervy.

To answer Jess's question, No. I did not go to Toys in Babeland (which is down in SoHo, on Rivington I believe). TiB, while "nice," is, in fact, ridiculously overpriced and their selection is appallingly small.

And I really don't go in for that whole "classy sex shop" atmosphere. It's like buying a dildo at Crate and Barrel.

I went to a place on 7th Ave that my friends and I randomly encountered after a birthday brunch last summer. It's got a much larger selection, better prices, and the staff is friendly and helpful without being creepy or pushy. The girl there (who can't have been more than 20) actually recommended today's purchase. I'll let you know how her advice pans out.

(Yes, of course that picture was taken pre-test-drive... what kind of perv do you think I am? Sheeze...)

Oh, and a word to the wise: If you ever find yourself purchasing a toy that runs on these...



STOCK UP!! They are absolutely freaking impossible to find. They're, like, the Abominable Snowman of batteries. However, the store came through for me today (they didn't have them before) and now the beloved purple bullet is back in action! Hoorah!

Clearly, there is gonna be a par-tay up in heah.

Or something.

Okay, I think I've aired my closet enough for one evening.

Whatcha got in yours?