Mimi M. invited me to a fabulous post-Pride, pre-Canada Day garden party at a Bridle Path mansion, but I didn’t have an ensemble that would suit a movie producer’s backyard fête, so I scooped up Lady Miss Angora and took her to the wonderful rk Yorkville store. We found a luscious lustre jersey key hole dress in burnt orange with some splashy gunmetal beading on the waist. I debated some long leather opera gloves, thinking that they may be too hot. Lady Miss Angora insisted I pick them up, so I did. She seems to be into leather lately for some reason.

I hopped on my Vespa and met Mimi M. at the mansion and had a wonderful day with her. She does seem to be sweet and quite motivated. Sadly, she’s not too sophisticated yet (I caught her double-dipping a piece of Italian flatbread into the sundried tomato tapenade!), but perhaps I could work with her on that and turn it into a segment. Yes, I do need an etiquette segment on my program. This could work out well.

Her friends said I looked fabulous and they all suggested that I go further and plump up my lips. Should I do it?