The Diva asked me last week for a YOU-KNOW-WHAT, and I’m all WHAT! You weigh like 50 pounds! You have nothing for the YOU-KNOW-WHAT to CUP!
But I didn’t say that, of course, because this was a very tender moment in which she’s essentially asking me to help her grow up. Instead, I swallowed the enormous lump in my throat and said, of course, darling, we can buy you one Read More