Ahh the weekend. Saturday was a little muggy. But I had a delightful dinner in Soho with two delightful friends. We drank champagne sangria, ate pizza, and gasped loudly when we discovered that one friend did not have an American Girl doll growing up.
And Sunday, the weather was humidity-free. I got a slight farmer’s sunburn watching the second half of a little league game with a friend. I may have gotten way into it and caught myself cheering. Loudly. And then we were late meeting another friend for brunch in Tribecca. But while she sat tapping her foot waiting for us, Heidi Klum walked by–so I didn’t feel that bad about being late.
Hello? I Forgot My Mantra. 