Bel Air, I am convinced, was laid out by some diabolic sadist who deliberately decided not to use a compass or a surveyor.
He may look like an idiot and talk like an idiot but don't let that fool you. He really is an idiot.
Blessed are the cracked, for they shall let in the light.
You can leave in a huff. Or you can leave in a minute and a huff.
I never forget a face, but in your case I'll be glad to make an exception.
With the possible exception of clothes, beauty salons and Frank Sinatra, there are few subjects all women agree upon.