After seeing Coco Before Chanel and downing a few mint teas at my favorite Mediterranean enclave, some random stranger exclaimed, "Hellooo lucky man!" (To my husband.) HB nearly punched him for eyeing me, but I held his arm and guided him quickly away.
This has nothing to do with anything, but the other day I saw a woman in full kabuki theater makeup walking around, who I swore had menstruated all over her pants. It was a little disconcerting. The end.
2:33 p.m. - 2009-10-09