Well, it looks like I am the only one upright this morning, so it will be up to me to fill everyone in.
Ike, Melanie, Manhattan, Alphagene and I all congregated at a cozy Russian dive last night in midtown, had a lovely time. They all knocked back the vodka like Prohibition was about to come back in, while I was named the Designated Wisecracker and confined myself to tea (and prescription painkillers, like the rest of the grownups).
We had a lovely time, everyone was just as gorgeous and witty and chic as you’d expect–we dished the hell out of all of you. Who we like and dislike; who has good and absent senses of humor; who was wise or foolish to post their photos, etc.
Ike’s in a meeting this morning (above or under the table, I don’t know). Let’s see if the others managed to crawl to their respective offices . . .