
So…last Thursday night Siohban and I went to the W to see Samantha Ronson DJ. The party was fine. I wore this Mrs. Roper-type dress (sort of a Pucci-inspired print) and Siohban was not happy about my lack of sex appeal. So, she helped me refashion my muumuu into a mini-dress, which was slightly more successful. Overall, the music was pretty fun and I’d been dying to see Lindsay Lohan in person, which was cool enough, but the party was a little blah. That weekend, Tatiana and I got to hang out – Hally, Tat and I went to a BBQ and to a birthday party at Trader Vic’s – it’s a tiki bar by the pool at the Beverly Hilton Hotel. It was a lot of fun to see everyone. And I’m still slightly thrilled by the LA concept of having parties next to swimming pools. I’m a sucker for the chlorine smell and the blue glow and the palm trees – plus I always think of that scene in Melrose Place when one of the characters gets pushed into the swimming pool in her wedding dress. Maybe it’s that sense of danger that someone will get pushed in…the schadenfreude in me…:)