Quote of the week
Its Sunday, Im drinking a tad of wine with Rod and preparing for my flight to Las Vegas tonight.
I love Sundays, sleeping late (930), cuddling with Mabel (my cat), reading the NY Times and never leaving the house.
Going through my stack of magazines I find last months Vogue and read Andre's article on Russia.
I was just there with my mother in August and fell in love with St. Petersberg.
Andre, apparently, did too, as did Marc Jacobs and Naomi.
At one point he informs us that the three of them were in a cathedral and the priest and all of his minions were giving a sermon. Imagine, soaring baroque ceilings, glorious chanting and bedazzled priests in gold brocade swinging incense through the guilded aisles.
At one point Marc nudges Andre and says, "That priest reminds me of a Tallulah Bankhead quote: Darling I loves your dress but your purse is on fire."
Does dear Talloo ever let us down?
More from Vegas.
Joey Arias got me tickets to see him in Zumanity and promises a blowout afterwards.
God help me.
I love Sundays, sleeping late (930), cuddling with Mabel (my cat), reading the NY Times and never leaving the house.
Going through my stack of magazines I find last months Vogue and read Andre's article on Russia.
I was just there with my mother in August and fell in love with St. Petersberg.
Andre, apparently, did too, as did Marc Jacobs and Naomi.
At one point he informs us that the three of them were in a cathedral and the priest and all of his minions were giving a sermon. Imagine, soaring baroque ceilings, glorious chanting and bedazzled priests in gold brocade swinging incense through the guilded aisles.
At one point Marc nudges Andre and says, "That priest reminds me of a Tallulah Bankhead quote: Darling I loves your dress but your purse is on fire."
Does dear Talloo ever let us down?
More from Vegas.
Joey Arias got me tickets to see him in Zumanity and promises a blowout afterwards.
God help me.