One of my new author friends lives on the Upper West Side and invited my two friends and me to a little Super Bowl party.
Their apartment is amazing. It's one lady's childhood home, and her partner is an architect and used her skills to get rid of the childhood ghosts from the home. This funny historical postcard was a small art of their entryway decorating.
Yummy munchies and three New York style pizzas later we're at half time. Out of a dozen if us, only one is a guy. Another first. I'm watching the Super Bowl with women - and about a third of the group are lesbians. Everyone loves football.
But the halftime show is what everyone wants to see. And we're getting shushed for speaking as the hot show begins.
Love to the single girls,
Addison
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