Designer Amber Pollard has launched “Lunch a la Mode” which is described as a contemporary handbag line combining fashion and function – which means it has a detachable insulated compartment for your lunch, and it’ll keep that lunch cool.

The bags are those big ones that are fashionable these days – they really do look good and would be handy to have on a plane instead of buying food on board.

Irony Alert: the press release mentions how “watching one’s budget” is one of the main concerns of busy women – and the solution offered by “Lunch a la Mode” is, make your own lunch for work or travel, and put it in these bags that cost – oh, anywhere from $270 to $588.

Well – the bags do come in tasty colors: buttercream, anise, oyster, caramello, and rum raisin. More details here.

Imagine you’re Gisele Bundchen -you’re a cool and beautiful person married to a famous quarterback and you’re several months pregnant. What do you do?

You take helicopter lessons. At least that’s what the Patriot Ledger of Quincy, Mass. tells us. She’s taking lessons out at Marshfield Airport, south of Boston. And naturally, she’s terrific – or so says the guy who runs the helicopter company: “She’s excellent. She’s one of the best pilots we’ve ever seen.”

Of course she is. But then, she’s Gisele Bundchen – Supermodel.

Oh, my. Last month, a woman on an Aeroflot flight from Moscow to LA was experiencing pain in her chest, and collapsed just as the jet began its descent.

Turns out one of her breast implants burst.

Now, ladies, before you get all uh, bent out of shape, doctors said that while the pressure differential may have had something to do with the woman’s predicament – the main problem seemed to be that her implant had been “damaged” before the flight. That’s according to reports I saw (and the woman is said to have recovered nicely).

Some bloggers have noted that the woman came to the right place. Yes, I know some of you will say, “South America is the capital of plastic surgery!” but we know Los Angeles is THE place for plastic. Good and bad.

The above words come from a Bloomingdale’s email – and yes, it does have to do with travel, though admittedly, it’s a stretch.

Bloomie’s, you see, is advertising vacation clothing – and this latest collection of theirs is called “chic, stylish and effortlessly versatile”. Sounds like a description of yours truly.

They do have some pretty clothes, though I cannot vouch for their effortless versatility-ish-ness – you’ll have to see for yourself, here – oh, and don’t miss the “Silk Romper” for $380.  Sheesh – we advertise flights for less than that.

She kicked at seats, then roamed the United plane, babbling incoherently.

And for the piece de resistance – she allegedly drank a dispenser of liquid hand soap from one of the plane’s lavatories.

Not surprisingly, the culprit – described as a Russian-born artist living in London – caused the LA to London flight to be diverted to Bangor, Maine. She apparently told authorities she consumed sleeping pills, prescription medications, an undetermined amount of alcohol – and yes, according to reports, liquid hand soap (a UK newspaper following the situation helpfully informs us that “liquid soap is sometimes consumed for its alcohol content”).

The woman’s explanation for all this? “It’s typical of me. I sometimes do crazy things.”

By the way, she’d gone to LA to meet up with someone she met online. I’m thinking somebody is counting their lucky stars right about now…

Read a VERY disturbing report today…Travelista Christopher Elliott says hotels are trying to save money, so they’re cutting back on all those things like little bottles of shampoo or little bottles of lotion – you know, the stuff that makes you go, “Oooh, nice place!”

Well, that’s what I’d always say.

But hold on, it gets worse – places that serve free breakfast may not be doing that much longer, either. Or, you’ll find less variety (farewell, sausage links).

This saddens me. Oh, not that I’ll notice. I don’t think Motel 6 is real big on a lot of this stuff anyway.

Now this is one funny site.

It’s called “Uniform Freak” and it’s the result of a childhood obsession with aviation, and — flight attendant uniforms – an obsession that grew into a collection of about 800 outfits. Wouldn’t you know, the collector is now also a flight attendant! His name is Cliff.

Anyway, go to the site and click “uniforms”- and choose an airline – he lists literally hundreds of airlines – then click the airline to see the fashion show. My favorites:

Delta’s 1950′s uniforms -like something a grown-up Brownie Troop would wear.

TWA’s brief foray into “paper uniforms” – one of the more unfortunate trends of the ’60′s.

Braniff’s groovy Pucci mini’s.

Forget the 80′s – every airline outfitted every flight attendant in the same, dreary bow-at-the-collar-blouse with unflatteringly longish skirts.

Another disappointment – when you click Southwest, all you see are the prim shorts of today – and none of the hot pants and go-go boots of yesteryear.

And it’s not just any official: it’s U.S. Transportation Secretary Mary Peters!

But she’s not with a barnyard animal; she’s on her motorcycle. She’s an “enthusiast” and you can see her and hog on this PSA touting motorcycle safety.

Am sure this mode of transportation is giving her great miles-per-gallon. Certainly better than any 747.

What’s all the whoop-de-doo?

Well, it seems Ireland’s Ryanair ran a provocative advertisement for back-to-school fares, featuring a uniform-clad schoolgirl.

So what, you say? Well, we’re not exactly talking about a 3^rd-grader here, and we’re not exactly talking about your average uniform (the killjoy nuns at my school never allowed midriff-baring blouses).

Okay, okay, you can view the photo here.

But Ryanair isn’t the only airline with naughty ads. Keep reading, you know you want to.

Flowers? Correct. Candy? Absolutely. (We’ll tell you not to buy candy; do not believe us).

And some of us want to get married. Just be careful if you go to Vegas. The LA Times sez wedding chapel owners hire guys who hang around the marriage license bureau, waiting to strong-arm you into saying your vows at their particular temple of love.

So whatta ya do? Click “more” and find out!