It’s gross out, but last night was a great night. Cool, clear sky-that’s the way it should always be. Last night I went to the uber chic Blue Ribbon Brasserie. I was amazed that we got a table in less than an hour-seriously eating in New York is quite the testament to patience. The food was wonderful, as was the wine. Here’s the recap:
I also had two glasses of Pinot Gris. I keep saying I’m not going to drink, but I do. I must say though a combination of midol and wine is a perfect cramp reliever-not that I’m endorsing mixing drugs and alchohol (but, I sort of am).
On to today…
It’s disgusting out, seriously. But on the upside this morning I felt very Devil Wears Prada as one of the people who work on the production end of Elastic Waist over in the magical world of Conde Nast is serving as my stylist, and they got me all sorts of clothes (on loan) to wear on the show. Fancy-shmancy I must say. I’d be perfectly happy to let someone else dress me on a regular basis-as my own personal taste is a little on the boring-conservative side. I’m big on cardigans, what can I say? I think tonight I’m going to finally do that exercise DVD to review. Tomorrow I’ll run.