Sorry. Due to my social schedule, there is a two-day lag on my posts. Anyway, the diva sometimes known as Suffering Elaine and a flotilla of friends of all colors, creeds and sexual preferences (but mostly journalists she met at
Time magazine or WNYC or else ex-boyfriends) celebrated her birthday on June 28 in the fashionable West Village. There was no suffering involved. Except possibly the next day.
Hey, Elaine.
ReplyDeleteGreetings and love from two of your fans in Georgia.
We think you're the bee's knees. Or, more location appropriate, a Peach.