Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Lunch and Anna Wintour
I slept in late this morning thinking that I had a cold. (It's really allergies.) Shortly after hosing myself down Hillary called, looking for a lunch date. I was hungry, so I made my way down to Sullivan Street for eggs and coffee.
About halfway through the meal the waitress came over to us and asked if we had noticed the town car that pulled up a few feet away from us. I had. She told us it was Vogue editor Anna Wintour's car and that since the driver was still she would probably be coming out again soon. I hadn't seen Ms. Wintour in person since May of 2002, when she came to speak at Columbia. I kept my eyes peeled.
Sure enough, about 20 minutes later Anna came out. She looked svelte in an awesome peach-colored skirt and top. She's thin and, dare I say, pretty? She was smiling and not wearing her enormous, trademark sunglasses. I waved at her car as it pulled away.
About an hour later Hillary and I were strolling up Sixth Avenue after a successful trip to Urban Outfitters. (I know, I know...that place is lame...) Just below 14th Street we saw a very scruffy Josh Hartnett talking to some woman. And by scruffy, I mean 1990s grunge era scruffy. He even hat a filthy ski cap on. Pourquoi? In May?
