I couldn’t help but wonder. . .Does anyone see the tongue in cheek humor in Ramona and Sonja attending a fundraiser related to liver disease? But first. . .
Does anyone recognize Alan the hairdresser from our Bartini cherry bomb scene? Heather took him home that night. Not kidding. He dressed up like a pirate and. . .well, read it on Wetpaint.
Aviva looks good in everything. No tights, shapely legs, great butt, fabulous outfit. Hot. Just don’t drop the jacket, Viv. Don’t take off the jacket. Aviva, what are you doing? Noooooo. . .Don’t take off the gorgeous jacket and put those silly necklaces on, no! You dropped the jacket! Aviva is a good sport, but not a good model. Models are not designers. Models are meant to be seen and not heard. Strut and smile, and smile! Did Heather just say “strap-on”?
This is where worlds collide. The crossroads of everything that came before and will most definitely come again -- Sonja and Ramona are attending a liver organ donation charity event. I’d take Sonja’s heart, because it’s big. And I’d take Ramona’s stomach, she’s got a strong one, but I’ll pass on her colon. It malfunctions when Aviva is around. I’d take her corneas, though, and small intestine but none of her filtering organs -- liver, kidney, pancreas, nope. She’s unfiltered and those organs are working hard. I’d take her lungs. I’d definitely take Ramona’s lungs. Her lungs, in fact, would be my number one pick, that and Sonja’s décolleté. Can you donate décolleté?