Celest met Dad and I on the Upper East Side, at Trata where we were enjoying cocktails, a plate of spicy grilled octopus, and a spicy conversation about my love life to boot. “Kimberly, you aren’t the woman for every man.” “I know, Dad, I’m a bit more challenging than—” “I mean—Erin! She, for instance, is just a lovely, [...]
Archive for January, 2008
January 11th, 2008
Roast Chicken
Celest: “I never order chicken in a restaurant.” Sara: “’Cause it never tastes this good.” Celest: “Yeah, and because my mother always told me it was the most boring choice. It’s like a throw-away meal.” Amanda: “Mmmmmm…this is so tender!” Erin: “Kimberly, I’m not even minding the ‘bird on the bones’ thing! The chicken just falls off.” [...]
January 8th, 2008
The L Train to Sleepaway Camp, by Sara
Before Saturday night’s gathering, the last time I had an honest-to-goodness, old-fashioned sleepover, I had a crush on Tom Cruise and pissed my friend’s bed. I can’t decide of which I’m more ashamed, but one thing’s for sure: this was more fun. The reasons why seem too numerous to count, but I’ll try: 1. Erin got drunk [...]
January 5th, 2008
Party All the Time, by Amanda
All I really wanted for my birthday was to get to celebrate it inNew York City with my Tribe of lovelies! What I got was a kinda 24 hour-long extravaganza of drinks, eats, flirts, candles, wishes, pictures, giggles and my girls! It was bliss! The birthday really kicked off right at midnight Wednesday, when Celest ordered champagne [...]
January 2nd, 2008
The Wash of Shame
“Hi, when do you think I can get these back?” (I spread a few delicate dresses across the counter.) “Uh, let’s see what we got here an I’ll let ya know how long we need to hold onto ‘em. How ‘bout this grey one?” (He turns the fabric over and inside out) “Silk? Any stains?” “Yeah, [...]
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