Swank It Up (Part Two)

There was also a nice arrangement of Ms. Blume’s latest work in a motif worthy of the nicest conference center display.

So I had some champagne and spoke with a nice publicist who gave me his card.  On the back of the card, all in red, is the poem Desiderata in its entirety.  Kinda neat.  I met someone who started a cupcake cafe in Brooklyn (ALA ephasia strikes again), then snuggled up to some familiar Random House faces for the duration.  The place itself was pretty cool.  Black chandeliers hanging over tiny living rooms.  Peacock feathers sticking out of frames.  And check out this Remington.

They don’t hardly make ’em like that no more.

I shared an elevator down with two elegant women, both downing multiple Pixie Stix for all they were worth.  Wish I’d thought to take out my camera for that.  You haven’t lived until you’ve exited a party with a posh woman chugging candy. 

All in all, an experience like no other.  Never thought I’d find myself at a children’s literature release that was quite so lush.  Fun.  No doubt.

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