Chartreuse and Park Slope may not be black and Upper East Side, but last night I learned that happiness isn't determined by the dress you have on or the backdrop against which you celebrate the start of the new year but rather by the steadfastness of friendship, the promise of a clean start, appreciating life for the intangibles, not the materials, and...okay, not really, but it is about the deep-down glee of realizing that after all these years of living in separate countries and having to rely on e-mails, text messages and the occasional phone-card call, your bow-seat bestie is still as deliciously dead-pan, ragingly wry and unabashedly egocentric as she was when you first met eight and a half years ago.
Here's hoping your NYE was filled with as many overdressed antics as ours!
Happy 2008!
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