Holiday Parties

OMG, got invited to a holiday party tomorrow night, where everyone that is anyone might be there. What to wear? The worst part about being invited to these events is finding something that looks expensive to wear. Well, let's see. My black leather pants are too small. K, I got it. Babyphat jeans given to me by a friend topped with a cashmere sweater also passed down to me from another friend. Oh yeah and I have those nice boots my sister gave me. I'm set. Thank God for my well-off friends. Hope they aren't there to recognize their clothing. Oh well! It will be a blast. Let's see there will be cab fare or valet parking for my junker. No, that would be too embarrassing. I'll just walk. Thankfully I have Christmas Day off. Wishing you all the Merriest of Holidays.

Free Food, Wine and Culture

One of my favorite things to do in the city is to get dolled up and walk through Soho looking for Art Gallery openings. There you can find a smorgasbord of fine cheeses, pate and even sometimes caviar offset with a nice glass of wine from the South of France or some other nouveau riche vineyard I personally never heard of, but pretended I did. Setting my eyes on the art, I follow the crowd with graciousness. Making small critiques about something I know nothing about, but read up on to amuse myself. Using words like, Medium, Form, Genre, Formal Qualities, etc, to start a conversation where my answers will consist of constant nods of my head and the use of their own words in agreements. With a tummy full and a nice little high going I head home. Happy that I achieved the goal of the evening. Free Food, Wine and Culture.