Had dinner at the fabulous L's.
Mrs L wore a superior kaftan arrangement. In winter. It's the hormones you know.
She made this superior lamb and chickpea dish, all whilst wearing a silk kaftan. Now that takes skill people.
I contributed this sad mulberry and lemon thing. I did grow the lemons and mulberries so I guess that's something.
Had P's birthday dinner at Rigatonis.
Everyone's food was fabulous. Except mine. I had undercooked salty pasta; and my second case of food envy for the week.
P looked the business in this leopard print frock.
Drinks at Benjamin of Franklin.
Eclectic.
I love it.
These are bowls and glasses suspended from the dining room ceiling.
Tenuous and glorious. Won't be trying this at home.
Cold tomorrow.
Have an important meeting and feeling fat and hormonal, only a black frock and a belt will do.