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Not that I have a strong interest in getting away with farting while going about my daily activities, I am so, so curious if they work. These need to be used by spies. I wonder if the C.I.A. created them like 20 years ago and have been hiding them. Someone please buy, try, and let me know.
In news not related to James Bonding a fart, yesterday one of the associate editors asked me to accompany her to Prada on Fifth so that I could help her pick up a suitcase. She said regardless of the fact that I can't afford it, I should check out Fifth stores for the experience. Future plans to dress up and pretend I'm rich? Yep. But that's not the point. While we were in that heavenly escape disguised as a store, we looked up and saw Jay Manuel walk in! For those who are unaware, he's one of the main hosts for Top Model. This polished guy:
He walked into Prada like a nervous teenager entering Homecoming alone, looking for his friends. Not the air I expected from him. But he is so perfectly put together and polished, he seriously looks like a life-sized Ken doll. This certain editor and I raised our eyebrows at each other and had a squeal in the cab. Good times at Prada... (I have to say it at some point; errybody knows I'll never be able to go in and buy something.)
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