I Know That Brighton Is

Now The Whole Dizzying And Delirious Range Of Sexual Possibilities Has Been Boiled Down To That One Big, Boring, Bulimic Word. Relationship.

When Did Women Whose Looks Are Not Their Living Start Conducting Themselves Like The Simpering Inmates Of An Ottoman Empire Seraglio?

The Allegedly 'classy' Magazines Often Seem To Be In An Endless, Undeclared Competition To See Who Can Climb Furthest Up The Fundament Of Gwyneth Paltrow Or Jennifer Lopez.

Grooming Oneself With All The Crazed Compulsion Of An Under-exercised Lab Rat In Order To Hook A Rich Man And Obtain A Lush Lifestyle Makes A Certain (albeit Seedy) Sense.

To Believe That One, Or Even Three, Mates Can Supply All The Things One Needs From One's Friends Is As Stupid As Believing Married Couples Must Do Everything Together.