The scene of my undoing
Actually, I was quite a sensible girl and stuck to my two-drink limit at the Offstage Voice party, so as to be cheery and alert for Lear deBessonet’s St. Joan. Gentle readers, you should join us next time. If my sparkling conversation and that of my colleagues isn’t sufficient inducement, I have two words which may serve: Open Bar. While sipping my deliciously free champagne, I chatted with writers, directors, producers, and a pair of very attractive actresses. I look forward to the next.
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