You'll be happy to know I landed safely in San Francisco into the arms of my new friend Terrence – you know, the one who works for Tommy Pham's Grp.E brand of "great fitting jeans that are comfortable, tough, and come off in a snap."
Too bad he's light in the loafers (blue suede Versace loafers, to be exact) because he's one hunk o' burnin' love. We met a few weeks ago in the executive suite at The Who concert in Minneapolis, and got our grind on to the give-me-fever hot rockin' soul of opening act Vintage Trouble. They call their fans Troublemakers, and we definitely fit the bill!
|Vaping at Vessel, San Francisco|
After popping a bottle of Veuve Clicquot, I vaped and he flamed. I was red-carpet white-hot in my Badgley Mischka halter cocktail dress, which caught the eye of a certain someone known in celebrity circles. Naturally, Terrence, who dresses the glitterati for sexy success, also knew him.
It was like a scene from a slow-motion movie as Patrick made his way to our table. He gave Terrence a slapped-shoulder hello, then turned toward me and asked to be introduced to his lovely lady friend. I extended my arm and he gently grasped my wrist, went down on one knee and gave my hand a tender kiss. I love it when a man falls to his knees for me.
So let me tell you a little more about Patrick. Uh-oh, freeze frame. Got a flight to catch!