First off, let me just say I can count on one hand how many times I’ve actually written to a newspaper to comment on their staff and their commentaries. But after reading RedEye and laughing my butt off at the roasted chicken under the seat and the “Guiding Light” sweat shirt comments, I just had to write and give you props for making my dreary mornings so much more comical. (“Want Sex? Dress Smart,” Dec. 15 column by Jason Steele)
Your wit is dead-on, and I can only imagine what you must be like at dinner parties after a few glasses of Shiraz. And not to mention the great advice you give to all of those clueless straight men in the city! I religiously make my boyfriend read your articles, knowing that if it’s you telling him to ditch that nasty pit-stained T-shirt, he’ll do it (whereas I would just be a nagging girlfriend). So to you I say, “Thanks.” Thanks for being my relationship counselor and my early-morning comedian. Keep up the good work!
