So now, whenever I go out at night, I coat my face with rose-gold motor oil that costs $58 an ounce, and I’m powerless to stop it. In other words, the perfect girl next door is still smearing her raw ...

51.And finally, I'll end on the eternal partner problem: there is always one bed-hogging partner who thinks this is plenty of space. It has become an epidemic. Non bed-hoggers, we ride at dawn.