Merry Chrismukkah!!! Hope everyone enjoyed the festive cheer in this week’s episode!
I love going to the South Hampton Social Club in the summer -- it’s a great place to be single and mingle. Some of you were wondering who made my orange dress from this episode -- it is one of my absolute favorite designers -- Diane Von Furstenberg (DVF for short). And the gold hoop accents were Tory Burch.
So let’s get to it…..
Ashlee is correct: “Mortified” is not the word I should have used; “moronic” is!
Ask Ashlee if Clark Kent ever ended up taking her on a date or better yet taking off that sticker from his reading glasses. I guess I’m the odd woman out for not thinking it was cute to call your parents when flirting with a cutie. In fact, why don't you all tell me if my flirting protocol is dated -- iewers, please tweet me @joey_Lauren #Santa with your thoughts on best flirting practices, and worst practices for that matter. I can't wait to read them!
I did find it funny that as I am aggressively trying to slam dunk my point home, Clark Kent asks me to come sit next to him! Perhaps that was more sexy than calling my dad, which by the way is creepy. I guess we will have to tune in and see if Ashlee “always gets what she wants” outside of her familial domain. In all sincerity, I really do hope she does fall in love (and soon). I think it would help her grow into a nice young woman and maybe even expand her views too.