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Mere hours ago, someone read the blog, and served my requests in the Bobbi Search. I did a few back flips…in heels even! (The people downstairs are furious.)

Now I beg you to help me in my struggle against the Empire of People Hired to Keep Stuff Out of Celebrity Mailboxes. I regret that I am unable to present my request to you in person; but my ship has fallen under attack I prefer to sit safely behind my screen drinking endless cups of tea. …

I’ve placed information vital to the survival of the Search for Donna Karan into the blogopshere …This is our most desperate hour. This would be nice.

Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi; you’re my only hope.