Hey, Renée–Where’s the Funeral? Undertaker Chic at Golden Globes
I can’t help myself. After all, I’m only human. Like any right-thinkin’ New Yorker, I am hopelessly caught in the thrall of hell-raising hotelier Leona Helmsley. Especially after last week’s Leathergate down at the Manhattan Supreme Court.
Who amongst us was not riveted by the torrent of sordidrevelations that poured forth duringthegay-biastrial, wherein La Read More
