" This is what replaces sex in women's fantasies, you know. One day, you look at all the magazines that promise to help you flatten your tummy, please him in bed, and choose the right pair of jeans, and you think, I don't care if I'm flabby or how my jeans fit and I really don't care whether or not I'm pleasing him in bed, because he's sure as hell not pleasing me out of it. So you start looking at the magazines that promise to help you make your kitchen look like it belongs in an old farmhouse, complete with recipes for zucchini bread and an easy-to-plant herb garden. You dream about what it would be like to sit somewhere beautiful, with something delicious to eat and a few good friends to share it with. "
― Alisa Kwitney , Flirting in Cars