Men of My Dreams

Last night, I dreamt that Ian Somerhalder asked me to run away with him. I told him I couldn't, that I was married. I'm so stupid sometimes . . . 

Now if had been Emun Elliott, I would have been out the door.

And for the hell of it, Colin O'Donohue too.

I definitely have a type . . . and my husband ain't it . . . Austin skiing in February.