What I need is a hot gay boyfriend. As I boarded my flight to LAX this morning, there was a really hot guy behind me on the jet bridge. He kept smiling, and I could tell he was trying to talk to me. I felt so gorgeous and feminine. Finally, he says to me, "I love your jacket. The color is a great a juxtoposition to that bright bracelet. It reminds me of being on a tropical island."
Hello from Beverly Hills! (Alas, business and not pleasure)