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<pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2009 09:49:44 -0600</pubDate>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I went to one of these things for free (didn&apos;t get a goody bag), and the ballroom was only about half full. The drinks were disgusting and the only things I could see for sale were shitty plastic jewelry and knockoff handbags. It was obvious half the women there were living out some Sex and The City fantasy, and the whole thing made me feel disgusted with myself and my consumerist sex. I left after about 20 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 22:13:13 -0600</pubDate>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I also attended the event and was admittedly somewhat disappointed. My Goodie Bag actually had a minty deep conditioning treatment in a small pouch in it which apparently had exploded prior to my receiving the bag. The result? I gleefully stuck my hand into a vinyl bag full of what can best be described as itchy mud. Ew.

Essentially, Shecky&apos;s was a trade show for women&apos;s interests. That isn&apos;t to say I had zero fun - after all, I met a celebrity hairstylist and held some vibrating panties. Can&apos;t be a total loss, right?&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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