Birthday surprises

[xp_whitequeen]

Rich men gave me prizes tonight. Apparently for my excellent services to industry. I wore something white and glittering and sheer and listened to exactly what services they wished me to perform. Them and their trophy wives. Some of them were quite - inventive.

I drank champagne and cognac and ate fine French food and celebrated vive la France.

Then I dropped in on the Brownstone to catch up with some work and I find my staff have decided that it's pantsless o'clock and to raid all of the liquor cabinets.

So, would any of you drunken panting pantless singing heathens care to worship Auntie Em at half past her birthday?

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[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

Actually it was Galliano. His showing last week was so inspiring that I flew out one of his seamstresses to sew me in to something for the evening. Apparently they expected most people to wear silk linings or something similar, but I couldn't see the point.

I'm being described in the papers as "bold" and "fashion-forward" which I'll accept in the spirit in which it is offered.

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

Are you certain his seamstress didn't formerly work for Versace? Also, I paid those reporters to say that. Birthday present.