Wild Weather

What a fucking mess! Apparently the big storm last night wiped out most of the subway lines. This morning's commute was a nightmare as I had to wander the streets like a vagabond looking for a cab. When I finally got one, that shit was bumper to bumper the whole way. My weave is not a happy one.

I had a delicious dinner with Ms. Jenn and Ms. Leah last night at Gusto. We welcomed Ms. Jenn back from China with gluttonous carb heavy treats. That's hot.

Sushi and Pinkberry

Last night, I had a tasty dinner at Haru with Ms. Kelly and Ms. Kathleen. I fear I may start to glow in the dark with all this mercury consumption, but holla at some tuna rolls! It's too damn tasty. Against my better judgment, we decided to take a leisurely stroll in this massively oppressive humid ass heat from Times Square...to the Upper East Side. You can only imagine what my wack ass weave ended up looking like. Not cute. The prize at the end of the tunnel was 8 ounces of scrumptious Pinkberry. Only in NYC are there trends in Frozen Yogurt and massive lines out the door for it's followers. Strangely enough, it was mostly fat girls getting low calorie desserts. Well, at least big girls don't cry. But honey, they sure do sweat!

Today brings the arrival of one Ms. Jenn, fresh from her flight from Beijing! We're ready to carbo/vodka load this evening and I'll be coming to you straight from the toilet bowl tomorrow.

House of Da-Weave-Is-On

What a delicious spectacle! Tonight, Ms. Jennie and I decided to work our weaves and head to Madison Square Garden to see the one and only Ms. Beyonce. Mr. Robin Thicke opened and had that arena belting every last falsetto note by the end of his set. Alan would be so proud! We're lost without you, baby.

Then, the main event was upon us and Ms. Beyonce did not disappoint with her impeccable vocals and dancing skills. I was a bit nervous that she had too much weave in and that it may have weighed down her head, but Hell to the No, she worked that weave with all her glory! The show was dynamic and she rolled through her massive song catalog (included was basically every Destiny's Child's hit!). The girls behind us decided to shout out "Y'all better get it, girl" and "Get it, B" about 10 times per song. I wanted to turn around and say, "Um, I think she got it" even though I wasn't quite sure what "it" was.

If Ms. Beyonce comes to your town, I'm telling you...Go! And a special thanks to Ms. Jennie for hookin my weave up!

You can stand under my umbrella

What a gorgeous wedding last night! Congratulations to Ms. Kim and Mr. Nick! We arrived before the 8PM ceremony at the Yale Club in Manhattan. The setting was gorgeous! After a speedy ceremony, there was a lovely cocktail hour on the roof before a formal sitdown dinner in the Lounge. Loves it! Then the dance party broke out and we were belting out "Umbrella" before you could say "Ella Ella Eh Eh".

I've had quite a relaxing Sunday thus far and am pulling together my weave to see the Queen of Weaves, Ms. Beyonce, tonight at Madison Square Garden. Holla!

Wedding Bells

Holy shitballs. It's August! Oh the Summer if fleeting and I couldn't be any happier. It is so hot and humid in NYC and my weave looks crazy. Frizz-Ease? Yes, please! I'm indeed glad the week is over and I have a weekend of sitting next to the air conditioning and taking shots. Loves.

I had a gorgeous evening last night at the reception cocktail party at Metrazur for the wedding (which is tonight!) for Ms. Kim and Mr. Nick. What a lovely venue! It's on the mezzanine level of the Grand Central Terminal and overlooks all the Connecticut folks rushing to the Metro North. Loads of Lily Pulitzer flying about. After the soiree (which I was completely under dressed for...Oops), we zipped up to Mr. Xavi and Ms. Kathleen's apartment and guzzled some more wine before this weave decided it was time to go home and retire.

Tonight is the big wedding! Congratulations to the soon-to-be newlyweds!

Because you loved me...Uh huh Uh huh

Celine Dion is working with Timbaland on her album? Ex-squeeze me? What is going on in the world? If I hear that Pharell is doing the next Barbara Streisand record, I'm shoving a cactus in my ears.

Just Jack

Well, my jet lag is like an annoying cousin who can't stop talking about her herpes. It's omnipresent and a pain in the anus. However, I powered through and went to dinner at Kawa Sushi in the West Village with my peeps. What a delightful treat! Very tasty and I highly recommend it. Holla at some Rainbow Rolls! We then made our way to Hiro for a showcase for Just Jack (No, not Jack McFarland, you raging mo's... THIS Just Jack: http://www.justjackmusic.com/starzintheireyes/video/) . The show was lovely and we bopped and writhed on our banquet. Thanks to Ms. Erika for hooking this weave up! Then I immediately went home and was face down before I knew it.