Check out my interview with the luscious Liz Claman:
At a party last week, a woman said to me, “I think you know my friend Amy.”
“Who?” I said.
“Amy. You met her on a plane.”
I knew instantly whom she meant. Six years ago, I boarded a flight to London. Next to me was a grad student who looked nervous about flying and eventually said to me, “I’m really sorry. I have a bizarre favor to ask you.”