I’ve had an ongoing, long running fantasy that I want to tell you about. Before I die, (or before I’m 30?) I want to have tea at the Bergdorf Goodman restaurant. It happens to have been designed by that oh-so- enigmatic alien, Kelly Wearstler. I adore her. Not that I think we would get along in real life. I’m pretty confident we would both have some cutting remarks about each other. But still, love her. She’s insane. She is theĀ definitionĀ of maximalism and she’s really into patterns and white china horse heads. AMAZING. So, the goal is on. So it is written, so let it be done. Who’s joining me? Make sure you wear this season’s strawberry YSL.