I’m rising. I’m dancing. Tomorrow is #VDay. And rather than spending the evening buying into some artificially induced romance (cards, flowers, candlelit French bistro and right-that’s-over-for-another-year), I’m dancing. Leaving husband at home with Guillermo del Toro and a weisswurst – one of his best February 14ths ever – I’ll join a flashmob of both genders, [...]![]()
