Not many people thought Radar would last a year, but in fact, from all accounts - Balk?  Balk?  You there? - it is still in existence.

So, wow!  Good for them.  In fact, their current issue is on my nightstand, and I actually paid money for it, which is saying something, because I could have just called Chris Tennant and reminded him that I posed as the homeless-man’s-Olivia-Palermo for his really-rich-people-book and demanded he send me a copy, but noooo … I wanted to support my industry!  And also, the damn cover line about LC “dethroning” El Wintour got my instant gratification juices flowing right there in Hudson News.

Anyway, read the damn party report.  That was back when I was actually a (fairly decent, if I do say so myself) party reporter for all of two seconds.  Now I’m pretty much worthless at parties.  I actually refrain from harassing people I don’t know with questions they don’t want to answer.  Well.  Mostly.