And We Spend The Rest

A Divorce Is Like A Controlled Explosion. Everyone On The Outside Is Ok.

So I Buy It. The Most Perfect Little Cardigan In The World. People Will Call Me The Girl In The Gray Cardigan. I’ll Be Able To Live In It. Really, It’s An Investment.

I Did A Lot Of Shopping For Her In Tokyo Because The Colors Here Are Very Conservative. A Shopaholic Would Have A Coat In Every Color And Lots Of Accessories

We Both Gaze Down At My Swollen Tummy For A While. I Still Can't Quite Get My Head Round The Fact That There's A Baby Inside My Body. Which Has Got To Come Out... Somehow. Ok, Let's Not Go There. There's Still Time For Them To Invent Something.

A Party Like This Isn't About The Surprise Factor. It's About Someone Going To So Much Trouble That It Just... Overwhelms You.