A few weeks ago my car broke down. At a crossing, in rush hour. I was saved by four police men, who had nicely come to fine me for stopping my car on said crossing and using my phone. Rolling down my window with full, switched on, feminine effect, fluttering eyelashes I relayed my story. The truth,Continue reading “Some Things About Cars For Girls.”
Men and Women pick their shoes in completely different ways, is this a parable on how we pick our partners?