I know my husband really loves me because he takes me to have ribs. He says I'm the only girl he ever took out who actually ate anything on her plate, as opposed to pushing it around.
I am still in love with couture because it is just two months from drawing pad to runway so everything on the catwalk is hot from the oven.
In the silence of night I have often wished for just a few words of love from one man, rather than the applause of thousands of people.