Shhh.. Its the Costume Institute gala

This time last week I was in a tizzy preparing for the big night.
My tux was caught in customs and I could not find a gardenia lapel pin to save my life.

But all ended up splendidly.
Justin, Sandy, Greg and I had dinner at Orsay and headed over to the Met at 10PM.
You want to know all of the inside scandal? Who did what at 3am at Bungalow? Oh and who was still partying at 5am at Alice Temperly's?
Well darlings, look elsewhere. This was one of those night that was just too good for gossip.

I did find this great image of Lauren, Zoe and me on gaysofourlives.blogspot.com
Where they got it I haven't a clue.

Can't wait for next year! I do hope I get invited by a designer next year to sit at there table. I want to experience the whole event, lock, stock and beverage....