Moscow On The Delaware. Like Whoa.
You know, we seem to be the go-to people these days whenever anyone wants to talk about the glorious vibe of “The New Philly.” And for the most part, believe it or not, we’re happy to obliged; we’re as psyched as anyone. But frequently, the talking points get a little stale: Wifi, hipsters, the Standard Tap, Northern Liberties, Stephen Starr, etc., etc. But what no one ó not even us ó†ever thinks to talk about is the simple fact that part of what makes this place lord-so-lovey-dovey are the literally thousands of hot young Russian girls walking around and prettifying the neighborhoods from Fishtown to Passyunk Square. These hotties form a shadow population that works constantly, never goes to Making Time, and have boyfriends that could just soon crush us Amerikans as they would sell us some Oxys. In other words, they are unattainable. So say hello to Miss Russian Philly, which serves to bridge the gap between these cosmic beauties and the rest of us. And seriously: We are not worthy.
Miss Russian Philly: For All Your Hot Russian Chick On The El Needs
Memories Of Miss Russian Philly 2005 [Windows Media clip]
