The hostess with the mostest that evening, Brooke Menoni. Thank you Brooke!
Monday, June 16, 2008
City Meals on Wheels: Creme de la Creme
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
At The Soho House Rooftop
Celebrated the arrival of summer (and a solid 2nd quarter) over dinner, drinks and fun conversation at the Soho House Rooftop, guests of the publishing team of Conde Nast Traveler. We had amazing weather and a great group of people, including our hostess, Lisa Henriques Hughes. Everywhere we turned was a glass of champagne or a familiar face. Time to sign up for membership?
With Michael Krans, Conde Nast Traveler superstar. Such a smile!
Sundown next to Beth Lusko, my favorite Canadian. This is the picture that got us yelled at - apparently no cameras allowed on the Soho House Rooftop, per members' policy. Quelle horreur!
Monday, June 9, 2008
amfAR's Honoring with Pride, June 9, 2008 Hudson Rooftop
Caught a bit off guard at the rooftop penthouse of the Hudson Hotel. I can't wait until marriage is legal in NYC...not just because it's about time, but because I've found a fierce place to do the I-do's. Yes, at $500 a ticket I had a suit jacket but at 97 degres it just wasn't happening that night.
Philadelphia Inquirer outs my Mom!

I mean, how cool is this woman marching in the Philadelphia Gay Pride Parade. In 99 degree heat. Carrying a sign questioning the lack of legal rights of the two fine gents in the poster (that would be me and Ray). Yes sir, that's my MOM, the PFLAG Mom. Dad was right next to her but out of the frame, but I am guesing that Moms sell more newspapers and she got the picture. I love them both and couldn't be more thankful or proud. It's not like they march in parades for their other son...(sorry, couldn't resist!)
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Philly Pride
Also, how cool is it that Ray and my Dad get along so swimmingly.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
At Highbar
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Tuesday Night Fun
Starting the night off right with office gal pal, Kelly, and Ray, at the Blue Ribbon Bar. They make a great Negroni and an even better St. Germain/champs/club soda thingy. And they have a Inspector Gadget-esque bathroom hidden behind a secret-agent door. (Doesn't take much to impress me. Actually it doesn, but that's a whole other story).
