Legally Blonde

comforter on her bed,

Drifting past the sign

The melee in the courtyard

her size 2 figure was poured perfectly into her red slip-dress.

Tequila-induced or not, the idea stuck

She felt trapped in an Aaron Spelling drama where bad things happen to good-looking people.

Do you know the courage this took, Elle? How hard it was for me?” He paused for a moment and appraised her cleavage. “Really hard,” he added. He looked down, apparently wounded by his own high standards.

She gazed up at the sky to make sure the stars were in alignment, as Cosmo had promised they would be.

her smile lit up the room as her delight to be with him radiated from her

thought the Huntington Rock of Gibraltar was mine for sure. You remember the Rock? The family six-carat?” Margot and Serena nodded solemnly. “Why would he tell me about that ring if he wasn’t going to marry me?”