Thank You

We had such an amazing night at Moonfest this weekend. Thank you so much to everyone who came out to see us. It meant so much to see so many of our friends' faces out there in the crowd. Sincerely - thank you.

It reminds me of the time I was dining in the Hamptons with Jay-Z, Martha Stewart, a pants-less Kennedy cousin, and the ghost of Morton Downey, Jr. We were all sitting around, eating crab cakes and having our legs waxed by various members of Menudo, and Martha exclaimed, "Why I haven't felt this loved since I was under the stage at that Def Leppard concert back in '89, performing questionable acts with a llama and Tawny Kitaen!"

Jay-Z gently reminded Martha that Tawny Kitaen was a Whitesnake ho, not a Def Leppard skank, and we all shared a laugh over our white wine spritzers. Well, Martha launched right out of her rattan lounger and stabbed Jay-Z right in the eye with a sorbet spoon! If the ghost of Morton Downey, Jr. hadn't stepped in and grabbed her by the balls, I think she may have done some real damage.

So come to think of it, Moonfest wasn't like that at all. It was more like the time I held that fundraiser for homeless gigolos at Mar-a-Lago on Palm Beach with 50 Cent, Katie Couric, another pants-less Kennedy cousin, and the ghost of Nick Lachey's fame. That's it!

Maggie