I'm always teasing Robbie that if I lived alone...I'd leave my lingerie draped haphazardly, all over the place a la the infamously free-spirited Carrie Bradshaw. Strewn over paintings and armoires, the bedposts, stuffed behind pillows. If history tells us anything -- my apartments in college -- it's that I surely wouldn't do this. I'm fairly neat. But, I like the idea of behind the kind of woman who would.