Anyone who’s ever lived in LA knows Diddy Riese. It’s one of LA’s best-kept secrets, because it’s never been a real celeb hot-spot; it’s a teeny, tiny little store in Westwood that sells nothing but ice cream sandwiches for $1.50. And they are the best ice cream sandwiches ever. You get to choose what type of cookie you want and what type of ice cream you want, and they smash it all together and stick it in a cup and hand it to you and they only take cash. And you pay, walk out the door, take a bite and enter a state of nirvana.
And the line is always out the door.
And by “out the door” what I mean is “out the door and circumnavigating several city blocks.”
But I think waiting in the line is like 80% of the Diddy Riese experience. It’s an opportunity to just stand and chat with the people you’re with and to compare your own body to the bodies of the UCLA freshmen girls in front of you in line. Once you’ve done the latter and chosen to move forward with the ice-cream acquisition anyway, you know it’s good ice cream. Seriously, though, I think waiting in the line makes the ice cream taste better.
Anyway, Britney showed up to Diddy Riese on Thursday and cut the line and pissed everybody off.
But look at her arm muscles. Craziness. Britney’s all Buffy the Vampire Slayer now.
In conclusion, I’d like to publicly apologize to Mrs. Crabtree, my seventh-grade English teacher, for insisting that I would never in my life find an actual reason to use the word “circumnavigate.” Incidentally, Mrs. Crabtree has since published a book titled Sit Down and Shut Up, about her horrific experiences teaching at a school which contained me. You can purchase it here. Eventually, I plan to write a book titled You Should Not Have a Beehive in 1994, about my horrific experiences being taught at a school which contained her. (I’m kidding, Mrs. Crabtree! I loved you, and you were instrumental in helping me to hear and value my own voice, and for that I will always owe you a debt of gratitude. I owe your hairstyle nothing, and, frankly, neither do you.)
Too bad someone didn’t bitch slap her when they cut in line.
Oh yeah, she’s rich enough to afford a bodyguard to stop that from happening.
not sure if those are muscles or just shadows from the trees…hmmmmmm.
OMG BRITNEY WAS IN WESTWOOD AND I MISSED IT?!?!
*ultimate sadness*
sigh. damn you phy sci 5. I will now proceed to hang out near Diddy Riese on a daily basis til I get my Britney sighting.
LOL Beet – that’s great! Some days you’re just ‘on’ and today is one of them!
yeah, those are totally shadows from the trees. not that she’s not getting hotter, but she’s no sarah michelle yet.
She is NOT Buffy nor will she ever be. I’m kind of offended that my beloved SMG was even mentioned in the same sentence.
I am so glad she had turned it around. I couldn’t care less about her public persona, but awhile back she was a suffering human being and it was so public and sad. Whatever she’s doing, she’s blooming now. It feels good to see it.
I go there with my cheer squad after ucla camp
it’s tradition
and the line DOES make it taste better