A group of five women from work who never have lunch together finally did, and we laughed and laughed. The experience made me miss my book club from home very, very much. That group had a good mix of married and single, mom and not. This group was the same way. We also vowed NOT to discuss work, which raised the enjoyable quotient considerably.
One woman regaled us with her tales from Oprah's "Live Your Best Life" tour. I like Oprah, she is definitely a force to be reckoned with, but her icon-like status does frighten me. I think women like Oprah for a lot of reasons, chief among them the power of the makeover. Everybody loves a good makeover, and we pretty much could all stand one.
If you doubt that everybody loves a good makeover, witness "Trading Spaces" and "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy," which I find hilarious. All my lunchmates felt the same. Even worse: We all confessed we have a thing for Ted, the food and wine guy. He has a great look, a great voice, dimples even. He is, it goes without saying, gay. (He's the least mincing of the five.)
One thing we've learned from the show: five homosexual men do a better job of romancing women than one straight guy does.