My Little Golden Book of Phobias

I got all caught up with my NYT book reviews and I learned that Oprah! magazine had a spread (for poetry month) of young nubile poets modeling fancy expensive outfits. WTF? A $5000 jacket? $400 shoes?

This is totally WRONG. I'm so disgusted I'm going to wear my red clogs all week in honor of fashionable poets even if they don't match anything else I'm wearing. Or maybe the lavender clogs with French writing on them (oui oui!) My daughter gets free Danskos so I do too.

Poetry is sexy! Poetry is hot! Poetry sells outfits !?