update from Seattle
Hey everybody. I'm in Seattle being a bridesmaid at the most organized wedding ever and it is a ridiculous amount of fun. First of all, my friends' friends are very cool, and one of my favorite NYC writer dudes is one of the groom's posse. Second, we went out to an all-you-can-eat Brazilian meat restaurant and I actually got high from the meat. They serve it straight off the spear to your plate. Tongs are involved. An actual meat high has never happened to me before--it was like sugar, except without the crash and the stuffed feeling. MEATPHORIA. I said yes to everything that was wrapped in bacon and also to many things that involved cheese. I think a meat fest is a great tradition to tie to bridesmaiding. The saturated fat is very good for the skin after all. Glow. Third, tonight there is something involving a red limousine and a bachelorette party and that is a gorgeous thing if you're with a crew you enjoy.
And fourth, I am blogging from my very favorite bookstore, Elliot Bay Books. It's exquisitely curated, pure pleasure. Plus all the chocolate goodies in the cafe are healthy and made with maple syrup and whole wheat flour, plus free wifi, plus hot Seattle guys who check you out in a way that has less of an internet porn/freelancer desperation vibe to it than the same thing in a cafe in New York.
And fifth: the Seattle ladies refuse to let the 1995 chunky heel die.
I must say: I just did a little phone interview for This Is Not Chick Lit which is coming out in August, and I just love that I was able to do that in the middle of my lavender chiffon weekend. Weddings are fun, but having every book in the front of the bookstore grimly march us towards one while namedropping brands and drenching us in cliche--not so fun.
And also--it's really amazing to me to be in a place where I haven't seen a superobvious pair of fake tits yet and I've been here 2 days already. I think New York really becomes weird after awhile, we just get so used to our little bubble of starved, fashionable, surgerized people.