you let it out, honey. put it in the book.

Buckhead is a grotsky little byotch.

Yesterday I decided to go on a masochistic safari into the heart of Atlanta's very own material jungle. My first (and what turned out to be my only) stop was LENOX MALL OMG LET'S GO TO URBAN NO WAIT THERE'S POTTERY AND BARREL AND NOW I'M HUNGRY GIVE ME A PANINI.

I didn't buy anything.

Believe it or not this was not the worst part of the trip. If Phipps Plaza is an amusement park from hell, Lenox is its demonic cousin; a more terrifying county fair, if you will. Avoid all the teenage couples, sticky children, real real housewives of Atlanta and you might make it out alive.