Everyone has those friends who, through sheer amazing real estate karma, land amazing places to live in New York. For me, that friend is Derick. He's a fellow writer and a man of wisdom who found not only a spacious two bedroom in Cobble Hill, but one with a proper parlour. That said, it only seemed natural to start throwing annual Olde Money Holiday Affaires in this grandiose apartment. Because it's better to have no money than to be new money.
The whole set can be found here.
Although it was only December 2nd, Derick and Kyle already had their tree up.
...complete with gorgeous glass ornaments.
This is Rootbeer, their very social Corgi. He wore a tuxedo collar for the occasion.
Erin and I and the Linda Ronstat portrait.
Me in one of their awesome velvet chairs. I felt so posh.
A couple of dandies on the couch.
There was no shortage of giggle water at this affaire.
Mistletoe did not inspire this smooch.
Everyone always ends up in the kitchen.
Feelin' the groove...in top hat and tails.
The host with the most...moves!
Erin capped off the night with a cigar. Naturally.
