Look at these darling little earrings my friend Rachel gave me over lunch at India House today, coral and cream, kind of a sunburst flower motif, from a shop called "Old Hollywood," and reminding me in a way of her fellow New Mexican, by choice, Standard Oil heiress Millicent Rogers. Topics discussed: the pleasure of coming into town, and the pleasures of leaving it, Los Angeles vs. Paris vs. London vs. New York, finding one's milieu, and the importance of having eight things in your closet that are truly, absolutely perfect. The little Louboutin wedges that she whipped out precisely underlined her point. She's writing a book on the romance between F. Scott Fitzgerald and Sheilah Graham, and I'd have paid the hardcover price just to hear her research tales alone. Lucky me, I'm spoiled absolutely rotten. It's a peach.