As I mentioned in Part 1, something was going on with my throat, and unfortunately, the water and lime weren’t helping quite as much as I had hoped. Meanwhile, as you may or may not know, there was a whole lot of brouhaha happening at the UN, which meant getting from 14th Street to 59th Street was basically a transportation nightmare. The subway was way too hot and stuffy, and with all the UN-related activity, taking a bus or taxi uptown was pretty much out of the question.
So Zia and I decided to walk to Barneys. It was actually a beautiful night, and we figured it couldn’t be that far to the next event. And, as it turned out, it really wasn’t. It was a pretty good workout, actually. I fully expect some excellent butt comments to come out of this. And finally, after our little trek uptown, we arrived at Barneys on 60th and Madison for the launch of Allure Spa magazine.
We made it with only about 20 minutes left in the event, which was actually perfect timing. Unfortunately, we had missed our chance to indulge in some of the evening’s promised perks, including mini-facial treatments from Sampar and Kanebo and a one-on-one skin consultation with 3LAB chemist John Kressaty.
But we did make it in time for Zia* to get a birthday makeover! I would show you photos, but I’ve been sworn to secrecy and promised not to reveal her face. However, she never said anything about the back of her head. LOL.
After her makeover, we wandered around for a bit. She sipped wine while I stuck with water (my throat was getting progressively worse), entered a raffle for a huge basket of Kanebo products, and, of course, grabbed our gift bags before heading out.
and then left for the National Jean Company/Boho Magazine event on 78th and 3rd. Once again, we decided to walk. At this point, we were definitely getting one hell of a butt workout.
It actually made me think about all those stories parents used to tell their kids about how, back in the day, they had to walk miles and miles to get to school, the store, or wherever they needed to go. If my future kids ever dare complain about whatever privileges they have, I can already see myself pulling out this gem: “When I was your age, I had to walk three miles to get to an event.”
Of course, they may immediately decide it’s time to put Mummy in a home after that particular outburst. But at least, unlike most of the parents who told those stories, I’ll actually be telling the truth.
Anyway, somewhere around 76th or 77th and Park, we had to make a slight detour because there were police barricades and cops everywhere. We didn’t have time to stop and find out what was going on.
We had 30 minutes left until the National Jean Company/Boho Magazine event.
We were greeted by a woman with a lovely tray of individually wrapped cookies from Ruby et Violette (the Lemon White was my favorite), and followed by her was another with my new favorite drink. It is an antioxidant powerhouse called Purple Beverage, a great-tasting drink that has 7 antioxidants (Blueberry, Black Currant, Acai, Pomegranate, Black Cherry, Purple Plum, Cranberry). I’m not sure how many of you are familiar with the drink, Ribena, which is made with blackcurrant (if you’re from the Caribbean or the UK, you probably know about it), but Purple tastes a lot like Ribena.
We got there pretty late, so we missed the crowd, but there were still a few people mingling about.
I even entered their contest (here I go again). I don’t even know what it was for, and I know I won’t win, but ever the optimist, I entered. I truly hope to be surprised one day, maybe the universe will take pity on me.
By this time, it was nearly 9 p.m., and our friend Angelique* was supposed to meet us at the event. Poor thing had been stuck working late at the office. Boy, do I NOT miss those days! She’d originally said she’d leave work at 8 p.m., but 8:30 rolled around before she finally escaped.
Unfortunately, she never made it. The train was taking forever, so we told her to skip the event and meet us instead at the Village Underground, where Zia wanted to celebrate her birthday.
We did, however, grab a gift bag for her. And yay for me! I got to grab an extra one, too, which goes directly to Estephanie when I see her at the Cosmogirl Concert Event today. See? I keep my word. 😉
Part 3 coming soon
*Some names have been changed to protect the permanently shy and those possibly under witness protection
