On Saturday, I went to a birthday party for my friend Alison–we worked together in Washington, DC and now she is here in New York, too. It was at a very hip and trendy rooftop bar in the Meatpacking District and felt like a scene out of an indie movie–complete with a pool in the middle of the bar. And old women yelling YOLO.
On Sunday, after being a good girl and going to church, I met Hallie at The Smith in the East Village where we gorged on yummy food and good stories. Then I spent the rest of the day watching Bravo and being glad that I don’t get into screaming fights in public. I also caught up on some magazines and reading.
One thought on “LOVELY LITTLE WEEKEND.”
“We’re having a heat wave, a tropical heat wave…” and I am picturing Bing and Danny. (She certainly can, can-can.)