Laurie Sandell

Doing things a little bit backwards, here, since Amanda just sent me these photos. Went out with Amanda, her boyfriend Dave, Sarah Jones and Melissa Gelernter to a party hosted by Carole Radziwill and her good friend Doc (surgeon for The New York Rangers.) It was a slushy, rainy, freezing night and I was scheduled to leave for LA at 9:00 AM. I figured I’d stop by the party for an hour or so. Well, the party was so much fun–one of those crowds you just can’t put your finger on: all different ages and types, a few celebs (Matt Dillon and Gerard Butler), some sports stars–of course I didn’t leave until 1:30 AM. Then I ran around my apartment doing all those last-minute things you forget to do until the car is waiting outside to take you to the airport, like cleaning out your fridge. Once I got to my gate I ran into the novelist Emma Forrest, whose birthday party I’d just attended. Sarah Jones had given her my book and she’d already read it. She’s coming out with her own memoir, so we overshared about our lives until we were called onto the plane. Then we flew into balmy climes.