Monthly Archives: July 2010

OMG Forever 21

When I was a teenager, AOL had just launched, I still used a pay phone, bitch couldn’t be said on TV, and I had to communicate properly in full sentences to those around me. LOLs, jks, thx, and ATC (all that crap) didn’t exist yet. More importantly, teen pregnancy was for the most part unthinkable. Nowadays, it’s pretty thinkable and possibly acceptable. We got movies of kids getting knocked up, TV shows like 16 and Pregnant and now a maternity line called Love 21 launched by Forever 21. Lions, tigers, and babies, oh my!

You may or may not see it as a big deal, but when their customers are primarily girls under the age of 21, it raises an eyebrow. Especially since 3 of the 5 states where the clothing line launched, Texas, Arizona, and California, have high teen pregnancy rates. Alaska and Utah were among the others in the mix and as far as I know, Sarah Palin has no comment yet. Now it could just be a coincidence, or could it?

You can’t help but call into question their marketing strategy. On one end, it’s absolutely absurd if they are targeting teenage pregnancy, but on the other end, I don’t blame Forever 21 either. Let’s face it, there is a market for it as we’ve seen many young girls with bellies not stuffed with pillows, bowling balls or balloons. And dressing them up in Betty Sue outfits from Motherhood Maternity isn’t going to make them look like an adult. They still need to look cool when they get rushed to the delivery room and post their pictures on Facebook. I have to think, if I was 16 and pregnant, I would still want to have fashionable clothing options hip enough for my age group.

Either way, lines are being crossed. For over 20 years Forever 21 attracted teenage girls. There wasn’t a gradual shift to women in their mid-twenties or thirties. So do you think the company has a targeted marketing strategy towards teenage pregnancy or do you think they are aiming to break out of the niche under 21 market to appeal more so to women and offer a trendy, inexpensive line for mothers-to-be?



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Bon Bon Bonanza

I’m not one to pass up an adventure, especially when it is completely and utterly ridiculous. Yesterday, my friend Sunny asked me if I ever had a bon bon. I had no clue what she was talking about. At first I imagined a bon bon to be a type of manicure given by the infamous Bon Qui Qui. Nope. A bon bon is a type of chocolate. Given her insatiable curiosity for the world, she thought we, along with another bon bon virgin, Johnna, should embark on an adventure to find them since we never had or heard of them before. Mind you, we’re all located in 3 different cities. Sunny’s in Myrtle Beach, Johnna lives in Kansas City, and I take up space in Charleston. 3 chocolate lovers. 3 cities. 1 mission; tear down doors, empty kids’ pockets, and frisk old ladies until someone hands you a bon bon.

So the search begins…

You can keep your bon bons too, cause I could use some change…

Once again, pennies didn’t save the day. After digging around in my car and munching on month old fallen food, I found a dime. 8 minutes to find a bon bon. I’ll make it quick.

Stop 1. Walk in. Try to focus. Smells delicious. I ask a young lady if they have bon bons. She points me to a barrel full of these.


Stop 2. Walk in. Lots of pralines and tourists. Say excuse me. See more of those stupid strawberry bon bons. Ask young man. He says, “I don’t know”. Refers me to manager. He says, “Uuuuuuuuuuuuum, no.”


Stop 3. Annoyed. Walk in. Sweating. Head straight for counter. “You got bon bons?” She says, “I’ve heard of them, but I have no idea what they are.” Thanks for nothing.


Asked pirate where to find bon bons. He stood there like a statue. No answer. 8 minutes has long since been up. Don’t want a parking ticket. I’m over it. Mission aborted.

Day 2/Round 2

Now I’m not one to give up. After speaking with Johnna and Sunny about their successful bon bon experiences, I was determined to tear up some bon bons and smear chocolate all over my face. So I did a little research and discovered a higher end chocolate shop called Christophe Artisan Chocolatier-Patissier located downtown on King Street. So off I go.

If I don’t find some bon bons, someone is gonna get it…

I’m no chicken and I crossed the road.

Lo and behold, I arrived to the place that would save my sanity. Denying a woman of her chocolate is never a good thing. I was delightfully greeted by Nancy, who consoled me as I told her about my troubling venture to find bon bons. She quickly calmed all fears that I would once again walk out a failure. I took one look at the case, and knew she was right.


A bon bon is simply a type of chocolate with some goodness inside.

I treated myself to 5 bon bons. There should have been a sign on the door that said “Warning: DO NOT EAT 5 BON BONS IN 5 MINUTES.” Yikes. My favorite was the Caramel Sea Salt, pictured in my mouth below. I would have taken pictures of the other ones, but after practically having an orgasm, I didn’t want to waste any more time and decided to devour the rest.

Welcome home bon bon. Mission accomplished.

Watch Sunny’s ghetto fabulous video of her bon bon mission with music by 50 Cent

Watch Johnna’s video of her bon bon mission during her visit to the famous Elbow Chocolates.


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I wonder how many times this post will show up on Google searches for porn…anyway both of the writers of Straight Twisted are alumni from THE University of South Carolina and we have pride in our Gamecocks. I don’t know if you noticed or not, but we’re kind of a big deal. This past week we defeated UCLA to become the 2010 NCAA National Champions of Baseball. And we beat our in-state rival, Clemson University, twice to get there, which is almost just as important to us die hard fans.

Now you may be thinking…what the hell is a Gamecock? Let me school you. A Gamecock is a specially bred rooster for increased stamina and strength. Cocks are highly aggressive towards males of the same species. In the past, two male roosters were placed in a ring and often fought to the death, while their human counterparts made bets on the outcome. While cockfighting is now illegal in almost all the USA and Europe, the South Carolina Fighting Gamecocks will always fight to the death.

We proved this during our battle in the College World Series and the city of Columbia, South Carolina showed their appreciation today with a huge celebration for the Cocks!

Yes, that is the Gamecocks flag on top of the Statehouse. Those flags pretty much represent the best things about our lives: America, South Carolina, and the Fighting Gamecocks.

This is looking down Main Street from the Statehouse steps as the parade comes toward the final celebration spot. I think some people are excited.

While I do not promote the unfriendliness this monster shows to the environment, you must admit that this is pretty badass.

Our team showing off their first National Championship trophy!

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