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The Little Dog is, as usual, very chill. He becomes more trusting as he gets older.
One bright Sunday last month we visited the Brooklyn flea market and looked over the river to Manhattan.
I spent two days in the hospital having a stent removed from my gall bladder. Yes, I did.
I had dinner with Fern Mallis… who, as you know, invented fashion week.
After dinner we decided to attend the Giorgio Armani One Night Only event.
When we arrived we were whisked off to meet Armani who refuses to speak english but spoke english to Fern… because Fern is a legend.
On Sunday we went to the doggy Halloween parade in Tompkins Square Park but we couldn’t be bothered to wait in line.
In Woodstock we met a man wearing a lovely sweater.
I met a friend of Wendy Asher’s.
Lady Rizo and I went to a party in a penthouse on Gramercy Park.
The hedge fund billionaire who owned the apartment also owned a perfect Nakashima coffee table.
The following week we sat with Courtney Love in the Baby Grand, a new lounge at the back of the TriBeCa Grand with Paul Sevigny for a Roger Vivier event.
The lounge is perfectly beautiful and looks like the Beverly Hills Hotel interior on Acid.
For Halloween proper we hung with Cynthia Rowley who looked like this and loved my Asprey tie.
This is my Halloween costume:
It is a paper napkin with two slits torn into it.
The following day I went back to Woodstock to look at a lake house I want to buy.
This is me and The Little Dog in the view taken by Angelo:
Today we watched the NYC marathon. This morning at 7am we ate breakfast bagels in Crown Heights. We ate two further brunches later on in Williamsburg. After my haircut.
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