the night that almost was

Last night I was planning on going to beatrice inn and rosebar, with c, whom i havent seen in ages! Today I read on popsugar that Sienna and Savannah Miller debuted thier new fashion line, twentyeighttwelve there last night. ARgh. Hate missing out on the fun. I met c at her apt (which is gorgeous. am comp jealous) and after two hours of sorting through her closet we were finally ready (borrowed a cute marc jacobs top and paired it with wide leg, high waisted jeans). Only prob was she caught a mysterious case of what I can only assume is food poisening? Light headed. Nautious. Cramps. We had planned on meeting Anna Wintours step son at BEatrice, then heading to GPH to go to Rosebar, but the night slowly declined to nada. Just felt the need to share my agony and regret. Im being so melodramatic! But I guess thats why they make Saturdays. Tonight Im meeting E. Havent seen him in ages either. And even though I have work at 8AM tom (god hates me) Im still craving a big night out on the town.