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bow-ties. They gnaw on rack of lamb and play backgammon. We women wear new dresses by Lauren Moffatt and perfectly preserved gowns from Shareen Vintage. Our wrists and ears drip with the jewels that our husbands bought for us in apology for ‘late nights at the office’. We leave the gents and retire to the salon where we discuss charter schools and the pros and cons of Botox. Unfortunately for the crew, when I invite my friends to a party (real or not) there’s going be a party. We stop taking photos around 9pm. The food has been devoured and the words are starting to slur. The fashion stylist collects our wardrobe--but don’t worry ‘cause the party keeps going.’ I’d love to say the house looks as clean as if we were never there, but frankly it looks like two hundred people converged on our living room. Not wanting the mess to kill our buzz, we opt to relocate to a bar down the street. We drunkenly say goodbye to the Rue team, and while exiting Magazine Land we sadly say goodbye to the fantasy. But I like you, fantasy. I do. And I’m pretty sure I’ll see you again.