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Right now a Turkish cigarette and a dirty martini would be fabulous....

Yes, I know I don't smoke, but if I did it would be clove cigarettes because I love the way they smell. And, truth be told, in my earlier days, like waaaay back when I lived in San Diego and hung out with the yachting set, I enjoyed an occasional clove cig.

I know, I'm not proud of this but there it is.

And the dirty martini? Love those no matter what, and feel like the end of another set of midterms warrants enjoying one of those very chilly, very satisfying adult beverages.

I would enjoy both of these while wearing a daringly cut gown that showed off my assets and made me feel like a 40's film starlet. I'd be in a dark bar, jazz music playing, purple velvet cushions on lounge chairs, quiet conversation happening, and a sense of sophistication and romance flavoring the entire scene.

That is where my head goes after stress.

That is where it's always gone after stress.

Does that mean I'm one of those people who's living in an era outside of where their soul would prefer to dwell?

Nah, I just like clove cigarettes, dirty martinis and occasionally showing off my assets in a great dress.

The jazz and 40's starlet stuff is just icing on the cake.
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