My bestie from my New York days is in a commercial for Bulova, which gives me a chance to brag on her for a bit. She was my roommate for years, both in the model's apartment, and then later in Prospect Heights in Brooklyn. I'm pretty sure that she had this effect on men wherever we went, which was kind of fun, because we never seemed to find any door closed to us. The two of us had a blast together-- I remember always laughing (Larry, my affectionate nickname for her, is hilarious), and enjoying being twenty-somethings in the city that never sleeps. Seeing her here makes me nostalgic for those days!