Marriage on the rocks

What Berkeley power couple did I just see sipping fuzzy wuzzy loco lattes outside a cafe and talking as if they were total strangers? Well, as this is my first blind item, I can't spill of course. But I can dish. And I'd like to dish out a bit of advice to her:  He's a randy pecker. A Lothario. A fool. It was only a matter of time before he tossed you over the side of his boat like the many who weighed anchor before you. But he's a good looking jerk with a good build. You on the other hand, look like he's mopped the floors with you. As my mother, the socialite from Edina would say:  stand up straight. Put on some makeup. Comb your hair and look disinterested. If you're going to bump into him on a sidewalk, put your shoulders back, stick out your chest and close your mouth. You're not catching flies. And if you are, hopefully they'll be nicer than this big gnat was.