11:40 am, The Woolworth Building: Dish walked out for lunch and there was America Ferrara in pink tights and leopard coat. Adorable! Of course, Dish couldn't form words to scream, I LOVE YOU, AMERICA! Does she get a kick out of the fact that Obama ends his speeches hoping that God blesses her? So flattering (especially since she's a Clinton lover like Dish!).
Tonight I'm lowering myself to watch Dancing With the Stars. Supporting Belinda Carlisle, the Playboy chick, David Alan Grier, Jewel's rodeo husband and Denise Richards. Within five minutes of the show, I'm already loathing Simon-wanna-be Bruno.
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