Last night, I got a call from Angie during my bike ride to come to dinner. (it reminded me of when I was a kid and I'd be off biking and my mom would call me... anyway). It appeared a very important person
had to jet back to London and WHAM!
in 20 mins, I was to be the stand-in dinner guest! I arrived a few minutes late, but joined Angie and 5 other stylish peeps (including George's boyfriend Kenny Goss) in her wine cellar for a terrific evening of inside gossip
, drinks and the best fried chicken I've ever had this side of Tyler.