Legally Blonde

comforter on her bed,

Drifting past the sign

The melee in the courtyard

her size 2 figure was poured perfectly into her red slip-dress.

“Yeah, I pulled an Elle Woods,” Sarah laughed. “I skipped class and went to the beauty salon. It seemed to work okay for you,” she added. “Manicured and winning in court, I figured you had a secret.”

“But, Elle, we spent so many years together,” he protested. “You’ll never find anyone like me again, Elle.”

“I certainly hope not!”

To look at the law you must look at it as a bad man.’

To look at the law you must look at it as a bad man.’

Tequila-induced or not, the idea stuck

She felt trapped in an Aaron Spelling drama where bad things happen to good-looking people.