Tuesday, May 10, 2011

apparently there is this magical land called trader joe's...

that everyone can't believe I've never been to
and apparently they have magical foodstuffs
and unicorn-flavored coffee
and sunbeam-infused hummus
and sparkles and sprinkles and rainbows
and baba ghanoush made out of tax returns, new car smell, and manolo blahniks



but I don't believe it really exists.