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Dear Reader,

I must extend my deepest apologies for not writing to you more regularly. I have been remiss in my duties to educate and inspire. Although usually the one to blame in most life situations is oneself, I am blaming Facebook. Please visit the site and you will discover why.

Until next time...

HF

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More Ridiculous Commercials: Viva Not Just for Paper Towels Anymore

Dear Reader,

I must write to you to-day about yet another advertisement put out there by our wolves in sheep's clothing, those "snarky" junior ad executives. Has it come to this, the last bit of decency in our society, now simply thrown to the wind? My, my...I could not believe this commercial of so called "men" sitting around in a circle putting their news of newfound abilities in the boudoir to music. Why are they not at home with their wives? And why does this newfangled "cure" cause one to break into song? It is just unfathomable how any of these actors could perform in this commercial with a straight face (although the actors do appear to be laughing at some points during the ad, probably in disbelief of the acceptance of the acting job):

Viagra Commercial

I am almost too embarrassed to even discuss this commercial; however, don't worry...I have my smelling salts by my side.

Please write to this company to share your disgust with their advertising.

Stop Viagra Advertising

Until next time...

HF

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Di v. Liz: A Tale of Two Slips...er, One Slip

Dear Reader,

To-day I found it most prudent to revisit our recent and highly important topic of wearing underpinnings. I do not want to completely recite my previous post about the subject (Charm: A Slip of the Slip), but as I was taking my daily Journal (Wall Street, that is, for those of you outside the stock triangle), I saw the most abhorrent article about the wearing, or non-wearing for the younger New York set, as the case may be, of slips: "Pardon Me, Your Slip is Not Showing" and decided that this issue must be addressed--again. The columnist stated that due to changing mores, younger women are choosing not to wear the proper undergarments. Changing mores, I say? What, are these younger women so "fast" that they prefer having fewer items to remove on certain occasions? What other reason would there be to forego stockings and slips? What these younger ones fail to realize is that any true gentleman is not going to allow his eyes to fall on those such as they. Well, perhaps his eyes may fall, but surely they will not remain as these sort of girls are not the type brought home to mother. Take a look at the accompanying photos, using the link above. The author attempts to show how anachronistically fashion forward Di is in her frumpy frock, sunlight showing right through her skirt. You remember that photo that scandalized the 80s? However, when compared to Miss Taylor (or Mrs. Robinson, that harlot) in her slip and stockings in her press photo for Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, there is no comparison. How is it possible that anyone would consider Di more appealing than Liz? Ladies, compare the two and decide for yourself who is more alluring. The answer, my dear, is Miss Taylor. There is something to be said for "leaving something to the imagination", not to mention modesty. Whether your goal is to be the ladylike person you know you can be or the femme fatale you shouldn't, consider some additional lingerie for your trousseau...if you do, that next slip might be a wedding ring on your finger.

Until next time...

HF

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