Ah, the sweet "olden days." I often wonder: if the internet had been around when I was in my youth would I have wasted one minute of my sweet and precious time at a computer? I think not. It was always about the night and NYC fun. I would not have taken any time away from strutting my stuff at Studio 54 and mingling with Bianca, Andy, Truman, and Halston. I carried on at Les Mouches till dawn. I would never interact with or write my opinions about total strangers on the internet. I was self-involved. It was always so all about me.
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