Sublime

The Barge Max had two kinds of friends. Jacaranda was in the handful of people he took up with because he was in Los Angeles.

No matter what was in fashion, Janet Wilton was a step beyond. She was the one everybody was trying to become, except that the minute they became Janet Wilton, a curly brunette with blueberry mascara and rapist-slash cheek toner, Janet had turned into a French blonde with a simple powdered nose, and was suddenly pink instead of pomegranate.

undaunted. But at his layover in Paris he meets his match: a surprise

astonishingly good-looking – not the usual chinless wonder who normally graces the upper echelons of our society. (I speak as if I have a lot of experience in this area, but I don’t.)