torsdag, januari 31, 2008

In the Snake Pit

I'm heading off to shoot runway at Fashion Week, Fall Winter/08. I'm taking the youngest, meeting the oldest at college, have invited a high school Swedish girl to join us (she's at boarding school in North Caroline for a year; her mother died a year ago), and I hope to catch up with an old colleague who let me crash with him in Dresden one weekend long, long ago. He has come over to NYC for the weekend.

I already have a hangover. How is this going to work out? I'm crashing now and getting up in a few hours. I must remember to write. . . .