Almost Festivus Pie

FYI: NSFW [in places]!

Well unholy frakken corpsicles, y’all!

I’ve been out of the kitchen for far too long but Nigella has inspired me to get back in here and get crackalating.  Thx, Nigella! You’re all sorts of awesome.

Nigella, awesome-osity AND cupcakes. Sweet!

While I’m not Nigella, I am a fabulous PieMaker. I’ve even remembered to bring the rosemary and salt for the salting and burning ceremony afterwards. Thoughtful, no?

Anycrap, seeing as Festivus is almost upon us yet again (REALLY? WTFIUWT??), I figured that it was about time I whipped up something extra sexical for you hornbags.

So here tis -

The Almost Festivus Pie!

Have at it…

Dates with Deliciousness

The last little smidge of the year has so far been in-fuckin-credible, tour wise.

Jeffree Star (GLITTERY PINK GLAMOUR!), Adam Lambert (DOUBLE GLITTERY GLAMOUR!) and Pendulum (RAVE-TASTICAL GLAMOUR!) have happened or are about to happen.

Fiiiiiierce. They has it.

Smashing the Brainbox

These things have been kicking my arse and taking names very recently and in the best way possible.

Please be joining me in my current bout of ludicrous obsessiveness…

1. KICK ASS

Ridiculous lashings of violence and gore and unexpected awesomeness from Nic Cage.

I mean that because I generally don’t love Nic Cage in anything. So, there’s that…

Kick Ass really is all that and a box of bazooka shells. Should I get to be a superhero, just because, my name is totally gonna be TAKE NAMES and my costume will be all sorts of purpley, silvery, glittery magnificence.  And here’s how it would play out…