chilling at borders...the comedic elements of this pic bring to the surface the musings of my inner child... hence the decision that another meaningless post is in order....
aside from the dramatic realization that shocking pink lipstick and a bright flash equate clown-like aesthetic qualities (see pic).... i took a nostalgic trip down the calorie paved road of my starbucks favourites....
1. the pomegranate frappucino (the rare-sneaker of the beverage world... confined to the international summer months / the national summer month (yes month)
2.the caffe mocha with whipped creme, no sugar (unless you're roxanne or brendan and 3/4 sugars are palatable) and chocolate sprinkling
3. the iced caffe mocha another social recluse, like a gifted artist in a sea of decorators i greet its entrance on to the seasonal beverage 'scene' with open arms. served with ice and whipped cream.... note* stir first (unless shock is a particularly enjoyable emotion for you... in which case, gulp it down, skip the creme)
4. the hazelnut mocha an occasional favorite, the whipped creme in inadvisable, but unadulterated self-indulgence undermines this... leaving one sick but content. NEVER EVER PURCHASE A CAKE WITH THIS...
5. the strawberry and cream frap ok, its predictable and overwhelmingly pretentious (think Hollywood boulevard and mary kate and ashley) but dayum son... its nice!
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