Let me just cut right to the chase: we were accosted by a lunatic. In the underwear section. Of Saks Fifth Avenue. I was aware of what appeared to be some manageable absurdity while I was being rung up for a new bra. ("I don't know, the underwire seems to have... evaporated," "Mmhmm, yes, Miss ... View Post
My kind of town.
Hello, old friend. So nice to see you again. Dear blue line, I poured my heart out to you so many times. We lurched away from things together. Remember? And here I am again, a different woman, a CTA rookie again (!), and you're containing for once a person I can't wait to see! Looks like we've ... View Post

