Out + About

Tonight, just after a confab over coffee at the bar in Le Meridien, I went to another dazzling board meeting for The Writers Room and it was lovely. Then Anne Landsman and I went to Essex House (I would happily live in a hotel) and caught up over a drink as I am publicizing her new novel, The Rowing Lesson. And it was all very nice. Whenever I have to go to Midtown, I like to wear my best interpretation of what I might have worn in the 1950s if I were a woman with (at least) as much power as a man. In this instance, it was: black python Walter Steiger heels, black dress with Anne Demeulemeester sash, Burberry tweed-lined trench, little black hat from Paris, and under-the-radar purse.