Showing posts with label East Hampton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label East Hampton. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

There Are Times When NYC Is NOT The Place To Be!



DAHLINGS -

And today is one of them! I sit here in my air conditioned Art Deco office, dictating my blog thing to Leo, who has been having MOST insolently of late--

GET THAT EXPRESSION OFF OF YOUR FACE, OR I'LL TURN OFF THE AC IN YOUR ROOM AGAIN!

As I was saying. My beautiful (featured in Architectural Digest) oceanfront mansion in the Hamptons is being RENOVATED. To be precise, it WAS being renovated. IT IS STILL BEING RENOVATED! The contractor is three months behind schedule! All of those bribes for nothing. I'd ask for my money back if I hadn't given to him illegally. Certaines personnes ne vivent pas à leur part d'un marché.

The consequences of this are that, aside from the occasional jaunt out of town or out of the country, your faithful correspondent is trapped--TRAPPED, I tell you!--for the summer in New York.

There's a reason the ballad is not called "August in New York." Damn.

Ciao,
Elisa

Saturday, July 9, 2011

It's Late And I'm Cranky

DAHLINGS -

Although we were spared the corrosive heat of earlier this week, it hardly seems to matter when one returns from a brief stroll down the beach in the Hamptons covered with mosquito bites. I detest the smell of "bug spray" as the peasants call it. Earlier this year I had resolved not to wear any unless they could at least mix it with a decent perfume, such as Escada. The object being to attract the opposite sex while repelling winged species. Unfortunately "bug spray" serves the purpose of smelling unpleasant and being sticky.

Someone out there needs to developed a nicely fragranced sunscreen with an insect repellant included. If you do, remember that I gave you the idea.

Ciao,

Elisa

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

"Project Runway" Begins Tonight! But...

DAHLINGS -

For some reason, there have not been any promos on television for the new season of "Project Runway," only clips from previous seasons. It begins tonight, and I for one am simply dying of curiousity. What sort of designers have they dragged in? Street people? Blind people? A designer for Wal-Mart?

We can guarantee that Michael Kors will be wearing far too much makeup, and Heidi Klum has still not reclaimed her soul from the Devil.

Your faithful correspondent shall spend the afternoon on her deck, reading a most interesting article in The Independent about East Hampton's crumbling infrastructure. Thank God I never have to use any of it.

Later, dahlings -

Ciao,
Elisa & Bucky the Wonderdog
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