I need the name of their caterer. You know, just for a couch snack on a Wednesday night.
Really, Tyra? Ever since you got your own show, you've changed.
By the time I got to this party, I was well-oiled from the champagne and wine at the Martha Stewart Party. The food at the Celebrity Wax Party was DELICIOUS. And I'm not just saying that because I was already on a roll. There were baskets of meaty, carb-free treats and I ate until my pancreas nearly shut down. While I was gorging on the smoked-meat smorgasbord, a young woman walked up behind me and asked if there was a line. There was no one else within 10 feet of me. That dry humor told me I wouldn't be sipping wine in the corner with a wax, expressionless Leonardo DiCaprio stiffly holding me to his creepily human-feeling chest as I had previously assumed.
The witty one has a design blog, Walker House. Pretty soon, we were joined by a friend of hers, SmartyPantsMama and now we had us a party. After touring Madame Tussaud's and collecting our swag bags, we were off to the Hilton for The People's Party.