The fact is (I need you)

I have been freed from my contact lens prison. The glasses work and the gushing receptionist is right, they are super cute.

Yes, she can make a pair of frames, that Vera Wang. And I can wear them. It's a littlehard to avoid that sexy librarian thing, but oh well. There are worse looks to have.

So I'm taking the plunge and seeing Collateral tonight.

True, Tom Cruise is so yuck. He always makes me think of a friend who quit working on Vanilla Sky because she couldn't stand the weeks of looking at his face everyday for fourteen hours a day. Boy was that a good decision too, the flix sucked. (Except for maybe the opening scene with an empty Times Square and that bitchin' car he drove.)

But Michael Mann--I just cannot resist him. His eye is so distinct and gorgeous, I fall in love with what it sees.