She would look so so right in Ibiza, all Jade Jagger-esque, making a sortie from the yacht into town to pick up supplies for the evening which, what with the proximity to Marrakesh, would def include some very high quality
weed leather that they tan with camel urine. Did you know that? You would, if you were downwind. (I know you'll be tempted to try this at home but, trust me, the allure of fishing a piece of goat hide out of a great big bucket of pee with salad tongs does wear off)
Instead she's, like, getting a career in law. I know -- weird.