Rooty Tooty Fresh N’ Fruity, Here We Come!!!

Construction is well underway at the IHOP at Walnut and Juniper.  So underway in fact, that G&G has just learned the date for the Grand Opening, which is…dum dum dum dum…AUGUST 15th. And, in further news, through their connections, the girls have also learned that this IHOP location will be open 24/7.  
Do you know what this means!? Pancakes at any time of night.  When you leave the bar at 2:00, you can stumble right to IHOP for some Butterscotch Rocks Pancakes.  It’s fantastic news! (Except for our wallets and waistlines…)

LAUGHING HEART ATTACKS IN THE FACE

If there’s one thing G&G girls love more than boys, it’s highly saturated food. If there’s a second thing that G&G girls love more than boys, it’s taking pictures of highly saturated food on our phones. Here’s a little peek into our fatty, but satisfying lives. 

Hope you’re as stuffed as we feel!

Kiss On Girls, Kiss On!

There’s not much a G&G Girl enjoys more than a bit of shmakin out.
The only problem is, it is pretty impossible to eat a boy’s face off without leaving a lipsticky mess all over both of your faces.  Which is why Revlon ColorStay Overtime is such a dreamboat.  You can swig drinks and kiss boys all night and your lips will still look luscious.  It will not kiss off.  Trust us, we’ve tried.  
The G&G color of choice is Stay Currant (pictured above), but there are 27 other colors, like True Chocolate and Berry Reliable to choose from.

Only the Best for Poppy

Cats are a pretty big deal to G&G girls. As of now there are two cats that roll with the crew: Poppy and Kolya aka Boo Bear aka PBT. My dearest cat Poppy enjoys pooping in bathtubs. I don’t know why, I can’t figure it out, $250 in vet bills can’t figure it out and another $90 for a cat litter experiment can’t either. One vet told me that its because Poppy knows that litter is dirty (she’s smart), and knows that the shower is the cleanlist surface in the house. I’m used to finding little piles of poo in the shower now, but my roommate isn’t. So today when I came across this website ModKat, I thought all my problems were solved. A cube shaped litter box that will look adorable in my apartment and one that will keep itself clean.

Needless to say, I got pretty excited. There’re all these futuristic buttons and filters that flip and a scoop that is also a broom. Like I said, pretty exciting stuff for Guts & Glitter! The website says you can Pre-Order them and they’ll arrive sometime in the late summer. Like a gitty girl I clicked the link. BAMMMM! There it was, $180 FOR A FUCKING PLASTIC LITTER BOX!

SOMEONE EXPLAIN THIS TO ME?!

I could buy a new tub just for Poppy to shit in for that price.

BALLS OUT AT LACROIX

So my roommate just informed me about Lacroix’s Buffet Brunch. It goes on from 11am-2:30pm every Sunday. If you haven’t been schooled on Lacroix, it’s one of Philadelphia’s premiere restaurants atop of the Rittenhouse Hotel. While $56 may seem steep for Sunday Brunch, this isn’t your momma’s brunch; with unlimited items like sushi, caviar, lox, duck croissants, prosciutto and brie grilled cheese sandwiches, lamb tataki, veal, beef short ribs, chocolate fountain and last but not least a LIQUID NITROGEN STATION, you can’t go wrong. So save those pennies kiddos cause LACROIX BRUNCH is comin’ to town!

A Fist Pumping Good Time!


Late Sunday night, when a certain G&G girl couldn’t sleep, she found herself watching the E! network. Little did she know, that she soon would be puking in her mouth.

“Jersey Shore: Unleashed” zipped onto the screen. Need I say more?
After 10 minutes of jaw dropping shock and disgust, she was convinced this was not real.
For a weekend at a time, the show follows 6 fake tanned broads prancing around on the beach, going out to, “like the sickest clubs, WOOOO 118!”
The real kicker is the 40 second blurbs between scenes, where boys (yes, boys) from various clubs and bars are asked questions like, “how do you get your hair like that?” where they go into full detail of the steps of waxing and gelling to achieve that blown out affect.

On a scale of affliction to ed hardy, this show is pretty douchey.
Apparently America can’t get enough of this smelly state and spray tanned residents, or at least Bravo thinks so, because premiering tonight is “The Real House Wives of New Jersey.”
Now now now, don’t get confused, true G&G girls are classy and do not judge individuals based on their appearance or where they are from. But, if the heels fit, and you still can’t walk in them… Get a tissue box, “babe.”
If you miss the premier tonight at 11pm, don’t panic, it’ll be on continuously for the next week. So, if you need an extra helping of tongue curling and slurred speech, pseudo mafia “blood is thicker than water” bullshit, and orange skin goodness… Check your local listings.

And the rest is history…


For those of you who don’t know me, I’ve got a one track mind, and today’s theme was a hoagie. Now I know everyone in Philadelphia knows what a hoagie is, but for those of you that aren’t from the region it’s essentially a sub sandwich. 


So I was mackin’ on one just a few moments ago and I wondered what does hoagie mean? It sounds like some dude-bro abbreviation if you ask me. Fear ran through me for a split second that my interests were similar to that of a D.B., and I Wikipedia-ed that shit A.S.A.P. The real reason is rather dull, but still noteworthy to share on guts & glitter:

The term hoagie originated in the Philadelphia area. Domenic Vitiello, professor of Urban Studies at the University of Pennsylvania asserts that Italians working at the World War II shipyard in Philadelphia, known as Hog Island where emergency shipping was produced for the war effort, introduced the sandwich, by putting various meats, cheeses, and lettuce between two slices of bread. This became known as the “Hog Island” sandwich; hence, the “hoagie”"

So there you have it.  Because G&G loves math so much here’s a simple equation for you to remember. HOAGIE = NOT DUDE BRO