This that ish ‘d’ don’t like


Although I usually try to keep it very positive, there are certain things I don’t like.  So that we can get to know each other and as a tribute to Chief Keef’s  (actually Kanye’s remix) I Don’t Like, here is a list of ten things daphne debauchee don’t (doesn’t – I just can’t) like.

  1. People who use the term “red bottoms”
  2. Excuses
  3. Men/women who don’t like me
  4. Thongs
  5. Fake designer bags, fake flowers
  6. Kitten heels
  7. Cheap booze
  8. Brunches with bottoms
  9. Canvas monogram Coach bags
  10. Patriarchy/misogyny that creates systems that crush women and their sexuality with their rules…woooooo-saaaaaah
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A Wedge Between

I hurt my back a few weeks ago.  I hurt it bad.  Pain, the likes of which…ok, that’s enough.  You get it.  I was messed up.  So for the first time in many, many years, I was forced to wear sneakers outside of a gym.  The humiliation and defeat was great.  Actually, I am hanging my head in shame as I type.  Thankfully, I have healed to around 95% and I am more than ready to slip my feet back into some 4 inches or better.  My massage therapist thinks that I need to pace myself though.  Since kitten heels are not an option, I think I need to up my wedge heel game.  Fortunately, since it’s late in the season, sales abound…but hurry.  Which ones put the d in debauchee?

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C’mon, youth and beauty, man. That’s the ticket.

I love First Wives Club. I love Goldie. Whenever I think about making my appointment for Botox and Fraxel, I think about this.  And please don’t get me wrong.  I support these injections.  I’m all about the Cellulaze.

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Anti-Fashion Love. Pass me a catsuit.

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Hell yeah, it’s gaudy. It’s gaudy and I love it.

Normally, I can be slightly print-averse, but this dress stopped me in my tracks.  And I know it will be a show-stopper at any event.  (It also reminds me of a Kanye video.  Illuminati, y’all!!!!!) Net-a-porter keeps bringing the amaze.


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All in a day’s work.

I really need to catch up on these.  Nothing I love better than laying around, reading my fav mags and sipping some cheap wine.  What winds you down?  Please share.  Maybe I can broaden my horizons.


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Five deep breaths. In through the nose…

If you are currently in the midst of a day full of soul-stealing tasks that you have no desire to complete, please take a moment to gaze upon this beautiful photo of a fabulous resort in Phuket.  Imagine yourself rising from the daybed on the right and walking naked into the private pool.  Take five deep breaths.  Smell the saltiness of the sea that surrounds your private suite .  Along with the coconut goodness of  your Nars Body Glow (mixed with sunscreen) that you have luxuriatingly rubbed into your skin after your post-coitus shower.  Take five additional deep breaths.  DO NOT QUIT TODAY.  YOU MUST SAVE UP.  Jetsetter awaits.

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