There's one thing about myself I haven't shared with you. I have it bad for George Clooney, I mean BAD! So much so that the Mr. & I have an understanding that if George comes knocking on my door I will only be able to run as fast as I can to whatever romantic destination he wants to whisk me off to. What? It could happen.
Come on, can you blame me? Anyway, I know he's been dating some girl, Stacy Whatever her name is. I figured she was just another one of his pretty girls he would date while he waited for his chance encounter with moi. Like I said, it could happen.
Well today I see that they are vacationing with both of their parents at his villa in Italy. Reality check! Do you think this could be getting serious? Do you think she may finally be the one to get him to commit? More importantly, what does this mean for me?
I've been prepared not to like her. I know she's so beautiful & tall & goddessy....what's not to like, right? Then I see this picture of her wearing one of my fave dresses by one of our fave designers, Shoshanna.
I'm starting to realize we have lots in common. She's blonde, I used to be blonde. She wears Shoshanna, I wear Shoshanna, she has George, I want George.... Do you see where I'm going with this? Exactly! I think he picked her because he knows I'm taken. It's the only logical excuse. So if you see Stacy sunning at my villa with my man, tell her I want him back. Oh, & tell her I want my dress back too. Because we have to be the same size!