I spent my first weekend away from the grips of weddings doing what I do best: Partying. Friday was spent at a happy hour with some writers, followed up by sushi on Spring Street. If you can ever get yourself to Sui on Spring and Mulberry, you will be happy you did so. It was some of the best sushi I've had in my life, and I am a sushi snob.
Saturday I did some Pauline Shopping. I have no idea how much I actually spent, but when I finally came home with some hummus and pita for dinner, I had purchased yoga and pilates sessions, three tops from Club Monaco, assorted teeth whitening products (I like coffee and red wine a little too much) as well as had several parts of my body waxed. (Suffice it is to say I am wonderfully symmetrical now.)
That night I went out with Linda and her friends. Basically the seven of us polished off seven bottles of wine and then went dacning at the Hudson Hotel. I meant to hit the after hours party Brian organized, but I fell asleep.
Sunday I down shifted a bit and managed only to consume breakfast at the coffee shop that is run by Russians and went to yoga. Then I stayed in the rest of the night and corrected some papers and read Everyone Worth Knowing by Lauren Weisberger, because I am deep like that.
