What is it about a Bloody Mary that exudes religiosity? Is the thing itself sinful or holy? Is it the blood-like crimson color, or the rich decadent flavor? Perhaps it’s the salvation-offering vitamins it contains such as lycopene that replenish lost elements from a hard night. For me personally, it is a day-drinking staple, especially on the day of rest.
Sometimes, I notice that there are certain similarities between complaints against the horrible Vegas tourist and complaints against the Kardashian family. "You're a spoiled, entitled brat" who is "famous for nothing" and "sleeping around" to get ahead, packing your "overpriced designer clothes" in your "family baggage, which is like, Louis Vuitton baggage." Or something like that.
