This week we move from the dry wit of last week's piece to a basically go-go fun treatment of something nearly all of us love ... pizza and pretty-girl ballerinas.
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| Artist unattributed, Prima Ballerina of Pepperoni, paint on stucco. |
This slice-wielding vixen is a veritable nexus of cute, classy, kitschy, and monstrous. Man, those eyelashes ...
This is obviously a rendering for a commercial and marketing purpose (three guesses what kind of business is in this building, and the first two guesses don't count). Gotta love her pizza earring and pepperoni themed leotard. The slice itself is another matter--kinda looks like a white cream-cheese frosting that you'd find on a carrot cake? And have you ever seen blue peppers? Must be remnants of gummi bear mayhem I think...
You can see this ballerina of the pizza dance as you cruise down Hollywood Blvd. through Thai town, just east of Normandie. I've never eaten at this pizza joint; I gave up pizza years ago due to lactose intolerance. Here's a tip for you likewise intolerant people, you can still enjoy the taste of such foods if you're not hypersensitive. Just treat the stuff like a wine tasting--take a mouthful, enjoy the sensate pleasure, and then spit it all out. It'll gross out your dinner mates, but hey, you have to make some sacrifices for pleasure.
AND NOW BACK TO OUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED SEASCAPE:
Same pattern as all week it looks like. Grey and overcast. No blue tinge today. If that's not enough for you, here's a second look.Time to run, gotta pay the rent. Have a great Thursday.
Love,
Pops
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