i went to the book party for a cosmo editor. it was a bit weird - in a salon, and not sure who exactly the mix of people were. ran into people i knew from ny media elsewheres and had dinner with them. i think i said some intelligent things, but am pretty sure i didn’t.
now i am tipsy and alone with no dessert.
i am trying that sleeping naked thing but i don’t like it, don’t understand how people really do it. i feel so…naked. ick. supposed to be sexy? i like pjs. the old lady ones.
