Recently, I was invited to partake in a little tea party celebration at The Drake for my friend Emi, who recently got engaged. Prior to this invitation, The Drake intimidated me. Most likely due to the fact that it’s located on Michigan Avenue, right next to Chanel and Louis Vuitton. I thought The Drake was reserved for only fancy ladies. Well, if so, this was my chance to be one of those fancy ladies. Sans white gloves.
As proof that I belong in the ranks of fancy ladies, “Fancy” by Reba McIntyre came on my shuffle as I was writing this. (Please don’t ask why “Fancy” is in my iTunes library in the first place.) Now, I need someone to have a birthday or get engaged STAT so I can have an excuse to be fancy again soon.