The Countertop Chronicles

I didn’t mention that Virgin has by far the hottest flight staff of any airline currently flying the friendly skies.

Or, at least U.S. Skies.

For that, Richard Branson deserves our sincere applause.

Hot. Smoking, Drop Dead Gorgeous.

Down Boy Down.

And he’s not afraid to dress them in a fashion that highlights, ahem, their ASSets.

Where air travel has become mudane, predictable, simply a longer version of the across town cab trip (complete with the puke from the guy who the taxi picked up last night), travel on Virgin harkens back to a day when it was exciting, an adventure that was as glamorous as it was fun.

And it all starts with a healthy dose of sexism.

Like I said, Richard Branson is a rock star.

Did I tell you the stewardess was hot??