OK ladies you know exactly the walk I’m talking about…you head out late night dressed in your sexiest dress, your legs looking long and lean in the latest pair of 6 inch Louboutin’s, hair styled au so naturally in “just got off the beach” waves you innocenlty leave the house with EVERY intention to come back at the end of the night… but  you DON’T!

I’m not saying it’s because you couldn’t resist going home with that handsome euro-trust fund-bottle popping man you met at Cipriani’s it could be you simply had one Goose and juice too many and decided to crash on your besty’s couch instead of driving home irresponsibly.