1. What is your favorite human body part?
Since I possess the ability to either enhance it or make one forget it’s even there, it would have to be the clavicle.
2. If not you then what?
A vintage Elsa Schiaparelli coat with drawing by surrealist Jean Cocteau.
3. Overrated is?
Feet firmly planted on the ground. Sometimes a little levity may be just the thing to set you free.
4. Do you have a favorite mnemonic device?
Brought to you by the ill-fated wives of Henry VIII:
“Divorced, beheaded, died; divorced, beheaded, survived.”
5. Who does it right?
As always, Grace.
6. Who does it wrong?
7. Do you have a favorite tying technique?
A simple knot.
8. Is there a particular neck you would like to be simply knotted around?
The neck of the septuagenarian on the day she finally decides to hop into her ’78 Silver Shadow and head down to the marina to confront her philandering husband at the condo he shares with his psychic-yogalates instructing mistress whose claim to fame is foreseeing the work to be done on your core.
9. Is there a song that you imagine she would be playing en route?
And not only does she know every single word, but the windows are down and the song blaring.
10. I’ve never done this, but I just have to know. What happens post-confrontation?
Well… with the fleeting solace of victory officially behind her, she will get back into the Silver Shadow. Drive back to the flats of Beverly Hills alone, in silence, windows rolled up. Enter her home. Head straight for the bar. Pour herself a glass of Scotch neat, for the first time in a very long time. Drop down onto her custom chaise with glass in hand. Rip me from her neck, destroying the simple knot and it is here and only here that she will cry, using me to collect her tears. And do you know what? I won’t mind it one bit.