I don’t really have a deep topic to discuss today.
It was S’s birthday last night, and we ended up on the patio of Rockwood, sipping martinis, and looking fabulous. It was terrifically hot and humid, but the place is really very nice. It has little booth areas that are beautifully decorated. One of the booths is a Chinese inspired bamboo booth, where you have to sit on the mat. It is the sort of place where you wished you were more like Pdiddy and traveled around in posy dressed in all white, everyone carrying bottles of ridiculously expensive liquor, tastefully grinding on each other.
There was a fire eater, oyster bar, and for good measure a few girls who were infact fellows. Skinny fellows, I was a little jealous that this she-man was skinner than me.