I've recently overdosed on film/TV/literary romance- through no fault of my own - I don't seek it out - it's all-pervading! but my own experience doesn't seem to mirror Doug Ross sending Carol Hatahaway a huge box of animal crackers, or Bridget Jones running through the snow in her undies...
does this sort of thing happen in your life ladies? am i just devoid of romance or does it actually exist and I'm missing out - or is it all a huge big fat lie? I'd appreciate your true-life-hands-on-heart stories..
...help me believe!