Monday, June 29, 2009
Good grief! June flew by — or floated by, given the amount of rain we’ve had in New York — and I never got around to posting the photos from the Fresh Air Fund party that MrB and I went to on June 4 with eight gorgeous friends: Scott, Isabelle, Zang, Melissa, Alix, Jen, Cheryl and Simpson.
The Fresh Air Fund is a non-profit organization that was founded in 1877. It provides summer fun for New York City kids from disadvantaged neighborhoods by sending the children to the country to stay with host families or go to camp. Being moved from the city to the country would be punishment for me, but it’s apparently it’s good for youngsters. Do as I say, not as I do, kids! Get off the computer and play outside for God’s sake.
Anyway, I already posted the Francis graffiti dress I wore to the party on my other blog, but here’s another shot of it.
I had no idea why the centerpieces had a candy theme, but I loved it.
To my shock, Isabelle — who was with her husband, Scott — loves candy even more than I do, which is like saying she loves candy to “infinity and beyond.”
Isabelle was the one who explained to us that the Flash Pop candy rings only flash when they’re on your finger.
The “ice cream cones” turned out to be non-lethal weapons. You can shoot the foam “ice cream” out of the plastic cone. Good for annoying one’s tablemates but not good for eating.
There were cookies you could write on, so Zang left me a note.
Speaking of Zang, Melissa wore a beautiful floor-length skirt that he designed. You can see just a bit of it in this picture of Melissa and Alix.
Here’s the rest of the skirt.
I think the best photo of Zang was taken by the professionals at Style.com.
My favorite picture of MrB is definitely the one where Jen is twirling him around the dance floor…by his tie.
Not only did Jen invent a new dance that night, but she also managed to get a photo of Mariah Carey.
Thanks to all our guests for joining us. If we get to do it again next year, let’s all remember that lots of wine + Pixy Stix = unusually bad hangover. Ouch!