pinkhairthing

dear pinky,

i have a problem. when i don't get to read the fabulous wit and wisdom of yourself i get this strange feeling in my chest.

what could it be?

to quote rufus wainwright: "is this heartbreaaaak? or is it heartbuuuuurn? have i been played? or do i need a roooolaid?..."

signed,
blue bekkah

Dear blue,
Sometimes Pinky has to go to glamorous La Jolla weddings. She is a jet setty gal. Don't let it get to you. And yet, she does feel a compassion for those suddenly abandoned, faced with negotiating life's twists and turns without the benefit of her insight, advice, and impeccable fashion sense. She is even now in an open-toed pair of fuzzy leopard sandals and slinky slip skirt. In any event, for those times when she is unable to aid you, adopt the lotus position on top of your desk, and say "I am a strong, beautiful, self-sufficient woman with fabulous hair. The universe is looking out for me. I love and am loved. Right on." Repeat until you feel better.
Best wishes,
Lana St. Michel, Secretary to Ms. Bethesda