I don't get it. I don't see it. It's almost like one of those psych Rorschock (spelling?) tests where you look at a blob on a piece of paper and say it reminds you of a butterfly. There's a building in midtown affectionately known as "The Liptstick Building" because of its ravishing red hue with granite and oval shape and resemblance of you guessed it: lipstick.
Is it just me? I don't see it! Okay, that's all I have for today, weak I know. I promise the next blog will be juicier!
