The taste of me.

Brezsny’s advice for this week for me is:

You know what you remind me of lately, Scorpio? You’re like gourmet sea salt that has been hand-harvested on a warm, breezy afternoon in late summer from a pristine marsh in Brittany. You are, in other words, raw and elegant; you’re primal and pure; you’re a basic necessity but exquisitely unique. I trust that you will share your funky sublimity only with those who treat you as both a valuable spice and an essential condiment.

I like this. Reminds me of what my nickname seems to be developing into for when I hang around Sugar and Spice. I think we decided that I get to be Chemical X. So that could be ChemX or maybe FemmeX?

2 thoughts on “The taste of me.

  1. My two cents

    Speaking as the Sugar component, I like FemmeX. Sounds appropriately mysterious and diva-like. You are The Gina. Let all bow down before you. :)

    -Sugar

  2. Exquisitely unique…

    FemmeX? I’m suddenly having a mental image of an overnight delivery service staffed entirely by pretty young ladies.

    “FemmeX. When it has to be there overnight. 0% Testosterone guaranteed.”

    Just the workings of my twisted imagination. I’ll shut up now.

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