Kacey Musgraves wears Whoville chic on red carpet
Though my chum Tipsy van Keister fell off her towering stilettos and took a Loubout-umble, necessitating unfashionable crutches for several weeks, that hasn’t stopped her from gadding about just fine.
“How do you do it?” I asked as she parked herself next to the punch bowl at yet another Back Bay bash.
“I take trains everywhere. So efficient. So relaxing,” she said.
“The … subway?” I raised a well-plucked brow. Tipsy nearly dropped the ladle.
“Lord no! Those trains,” she answered, pointing at the yards of fabric trailing the skirt of a Hub deb.
“I just discreetly lie down and let them carry me along. They never even know I’m there.”
Well, years of a cocktail olive diet will do that.
Speaking of hitching a ride, I could have used an escape from the ghastly get-ups caught in this week’s red-carpet stakeout.
Let me board this Canadian Freight Train, and I’ll file my report:
CANADIAN FREIGHT TRAIN
1 oz. peach schnapps
1 oz. Canadian whiskey
Shake ingredients in a cocktail shaker with ice. Strain into shot glass.
— drinknation.com
from Boston Herald https://ift.tt/2COLC7D

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