There's a limit to my fancy. I'm an old, after all, and a little bit boring besides. My Helmut Lang-clad feet are happy on the bed, and Trina Turk sequins look just as fine in repose as they do on the red carpet. I have ordered Cabernet and a matzoh ball soup and I am going watch television and if I tell you that this is just as satisfying as a private Maroon 5 concert, will you believe me? (You don't need to, it's true.) (The concert was pretty awesome though. Maroon 5 is kinda like latter-day The Police, did you know that? And Adam Levine shakes his butt a lot, probably on purpose.) #everydaymoments
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