2nd Place in Derby #362: Neg ative space, with 266 votes!

We’re too caught up in the frenzied celebration of our 10th birthday to write about today's product. Check out this refurbi- uh, classic write-up.

SWU Seeks Same (April 2008): “Oh, bother!” Diana said as the clock struck nine. “Stood up again!” Diana sighed and walked to the window, for, as she was a unicorn, the sky itself was her fridge. Soon it was eleven-thirty, her Sex And The City DVD was ending, and the floor was littered with shimmering multi-colored crumbs. She had eaten the whole thing without meaning to, yet again.

Diana looked at herself in the mirror, the warm hydrogen making her head spin. “God, I’m so disgusting,” she told her tipsy reflection. “Who could ever love me?” Diana nibbled at the edge of a leftover star while promising herself it would all change on Saturday. “Salads,” she swore, “Salads undressed.” She felt optimistic. Ten quick sit-ups helped. She wrote them down in a little notebook and updated her MySpace to read “Diana is turning a new leaf!” By July she would be the one standing them up!

An hour later, Diana lay awake looking at the ceiling. She had done this all before, so many times. She worried it was about to all happen again. She felt like she had so much to share and wondered if she’d ever find anyone to share it with. Surely he was still out there, wasn’t he? Surely he was still looking for her. She had made that one, youthful mistake that one, accidental time, but It had been Spring Break, and in Vegas, couldn’t he forgive her? Couldn’t he understand? Couldn’t he still appear at twilight to lay his shining head in her almost-perfect lap?

“Oh, bother!” Diana whispered to herself as she adjusted the pillow beneath her horn, “Oh, bother!”

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