Here are a few product reviews posted this week from other blogs we like.

Finally, reusable file folder labels. I’ve always thought file folder labels were the condom of office supplies. (via Office Supply Geek)

The Winter Olympics in Canada are here and there are Maple Kit Kats to celebrate the occasion…in Japan. I wonder if Canada also has Maple Kit Kats. Or at least Maple Leaf EZee Sub Sauce-flavored Kit Kats. (via Jen Ken’s Kit Kat Blog and Japanese Snack Reviews)

I don’t have any enemies, but if I did, I’d wish upon them a lifetime of eating canned spaghetti. Or watching a lifetime of Lifetime. (via Second Rate Snacks)

I don’t think I could savor the Pillsbury Savorings Bread Bowl Bites as much as I savor molesting the Pillsbury Doughboy with my finger. Giggle, little man! GIGGLE!!! (via Freezer Burns)

I don’t know what tonka beans are and I’m too lazy to look it up on Wikipedia, so I’ll just assume they’re beans shaped like giant yellow toy dump trucks. (via Foodstuff Finds)

I hate change.

Yes, I know change can be a good thing, but I hate when the things I grew up with morph into something so unrecognizable that I have to question whether or not I’m in an alternate universe where Taylor Swift is regarded as talented.

Gwen Stefani is on that list. She was a source of inspiration for myself and many girls of my generation who were too young to remember Joan Jett, but still wanted to rock out with their non-cock out. Now, she’s the source of me questioning, “What the fuck?” Sure, she has popped out a couple of kids and no longer does pushups on stage, but she has gotten stranger and stranger over the years. Compared to Lady Gaga, Gwen is a mild mannered soccer mom, but her odd obsession with Japan and Harajuku Girls is just too hard to not question whether this chick is playing with a full deck.

Her obsession started five years ago when she accessorized with four Japanese girls, claiming they were her “backup singers,” but I’m sure they aren’t even allowed to say a peep when Gwen is in earshot. Her second fashion line (Remember when celebrities had one fashion line and that was cutting edge), Harajuku Lovers makes anything by Sanrio seem like it’s appropriate for Hells Angels to wear when they go road tripping.

Harajuku Lovers Fragrance G is no different. Basically, the bottle isn’t a bottle at all, but rather a massive cap that looks like a cartoon version of Ms. Stefani. G is her signature scent, but there’s also Love, Lil’ Angel, Music and Baby to represent her “backup singers.”

Despite the child-like packaging, the perfume has a wonderful scent of coconut, jasmine and some sandalwood. I will admit to looking at the notes for this fragrance on Sephora’s website, but I could identify a coconutty smell right off the bat. Coconut perfumes can be a gamble, because if there’s too much fruit going on, you might smell like a stripper, but G doesn’t do that. Some fragrances fade away after a few hours of wear, but G has some stamina and I can still smell it after a long day.

When I purchased it, it came with a compact of solid perfume, so for the price it’s pretty good, but the bottle is pretty pathetic. I know you’re not supposed to bathe in perfume like your great aunt does, but having only one ounce won’t last you very long if you use it as your daily scent.

To sum it up, Ms. Stefani is making you pay for packaging. Extremely cute weird packaging that would only appeal to little girls, or twenty-something professionals who still decorate their work binders with Lisa Frank stickers. But if you look beyond the bottle and how strange Gwen has gotten over the years, then you have a wonderful perfume that would smell good on anyone — including strippers.

Item: Harajuku Lovers Fragrance G
Price: $50.00 (with solid perfume)
Size: 1 ounce
Purchased at: Macy’s
Rating: 8 out of 10
Pros: Long lasting scent. Coconut isn’t too overpowering. Rocking out with your non-cock out. Gwen Stefani circa 1996. Lisa Frank being cool when you were six. Hells Angels wearing Hello Kitty leather jackets. Strippers that smell like sweet coconut.
Cons: Packaging is way too gimmicky. Small quantity for the price. Gwen Stefani post-No Doubt. Thinking Lisa Frank is still cool past the age of six. Price isn’t budget friendly. Strippers that smell like Marlboros and cheap whiskey.

It seems like the holiday season came and went faster than an unsuspecting family who hoped to pick up a pet rabbit at the infamous Nevada establishment known as the Moonlite BunnyRanch. After trying to find a proper place to dispose of your Christmas tree or Hanukkah bush, it’s time to go through your loot and decide what you’re going to keep, what you’re going to regift and what is heading back to store.

When I received the Mr. Coffee Café Frappe, I was happy. However, I wasn’t as excited as I was Christmas 1993 when I received an amazing 16-bit gaming console known as the Sega Genesis. But needless to say, over the years I’ve become jaded, bitter and a crotchety woman. That is, of course, if I don’t have my coffee. Once I have at least one cup in my system I’m ready for the day.

The Mr. Coffee Café Frappe seemed like it was the perfect countertop machine for me because I love the icy treats from Starbucks and Dunkin’ Donuts, but I’m cheaper than an elderly man who insists on getting senior citizen discounts at the Moonlite BunnyRanch. In fact, I’m so cheap that when I found out Dunkin’ Donuts gives senior discounts, I was tempted to buy a Wilfred Brimley mask and go to the nearest location so that I could get my coffee fix for 50 cents cheaper. But I didn’t because I’m too cheap to buy the mask.

The Café Frappe is pretty easy to operate; after the coffee brews, you add two cups of ice, milk and whatever else your caffeine-powered heart desires. The pitcher makes one large serving or two smaller servings, but that is if the unit works. After making my first frappe (a coffee and mint concoction with chocolate soy milk) and cleaning the pitcher, the machine would not turn on again.

Nothing that a trip to Bed Bath & Beyond couldn’t fix, right?

Wrong.

Apparently this smoothie coffee maker hybrid was the hot item this year for people who buy random kitchen appliances and use them once. So a gift turned into a hunt to find a Mr. Coffee Café Frappe within a 50-mile radius. After finally finding one, I was able to make unique and sinful frappes like The Lady Godiva, which is tiramisu flavored coffee and a few shots of Godiva chocolate liqueur. The Café Frappe is a great machine to impress party guests, but it would take a lot of time to make enough for a group of people, like all of the women one can choose from at the Moonlite BunnyRanch.

Just like that Snoopy Sno-Cone Machine I had when I was just a wee little girl, I’m sure the novelty of the Mr. Coffee Café Frappe will wear off and become the coffee lover’s version of the Margaritaville Margarita Maker, Power Juicer and every As Seen on TV appliance.

Item: Mr. Coffee Café Frappe
Price: Received as gift but retails for $79.95
Purchased at: Bed Bath & Beyond
Rating: 6 out of 10
Pros: Easy to set up. Easy to make. Coming up with your own recipes that Starbucks or Dunkin’ Donuts can’t make due to legal reasons. Wilfred Brimley Masks. Sega Genesis.
Cons: Quality of the machine isn’t the best. Doesn’t make a large quantity of frozen delicious beverages. No College Student Discount at Starbucks or Dunkin’ Donuts. Driving around to return gifts.

Here are a few product reviews posted this week from other blogs we like.

Thanksgiving dinner has come and gone, but you can experience a cheap facsimile of it any time of the year, if you can stomach it. (via Frozen Food Journal)

Maybe it’s just me, but Bumbo would’ve been a good name for a Rambo parody starring Chris Farley. (via Review Spew)

Eat-on-the-go hummus? Great! Now I’ll have something to eat while I wait for the firefighters to pull me out of my car after I get into an accident caused by eating eat-on-the-go-hummus. (via I Ate A Pie)

If both of them were alive today, I wonder who would win in a fight — Jimmy Dean or Bob Evans? I wonder who would die first from eating their own food? (via Freezer Burns and Everyview)

The Hardee’s Monster Biscuit doesn’t look as monstrous as the 710 calories, 51 grams of fat and 2250 milligrams of sodium it has. (via Would I Buy It Again)

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Here are a few product reviews posted this week from other blogs we like.

I don’t trust eggs with microwaves, much like I don’t trust leprechauns with pots of gold. (via Freezer Burns)

You know what would go great with microwaved eggs? Fake bacon. If Dr. Seuss were alive, I think he would’ve written a book about the combo. (via The Skinny Plate)

Oh, the memories. I remember when Hot Mango used to be my stage name. (via Jim’s Chocolate Mission)

It’s Weird Japanese Kit Kat Review Week on the internets: Roasted Sweet Potato, Miso and Ginger Ale Lemon. (via Jen Ken’s Kit Kat Blog and Japanese Snack Reviews)

These shipping labels will come in handy when I want to reuse Amazon.com boxes for shipping my old porn…I mean…shipping new porn to people. (via Office Supply Geek)

Here are a few product reviews posted this week from other blogs we like.

And all this time I thought OxiClean got stains out via Billy Mays’ shouting. (via Gigi Reviews)

Japan has bizarre Kit Kat flavors, but they also have unusual Pringles flavors, like Spicy Chicken. Japan also sells used schoolgirl panties in vending machines. (via Foodette Reviews)

Reese’s may have their Peanut Butter Lovers Peanut Butter Cups, but “peanut butter lovers” will always have a different sticky, messy meaning for me. (via We Rate Stuff)

There’s a Penthouse energy drink? I’ll pass. I’m waiting for Juggs Journal Energy Drink or Big Booty Monthly Energy Drink. (via ED Junkie)

Doritos sure loves colliding flavors, like with their new Doritos Collisions Cheesy Enchilada and Sour Cream. That’s fine, as long as they don’t try to make a Doritos Collisions Uranium and Plutonium. (via Junk Food Betty)