The Girl Who Rocked the Hornets Nest

Happy Saturday from the Big Easy, where I am presently enjoying a spendid view of the Mighty Mississippi from my hotel room. If New York is the city that doesn't sleep, I can't imagine what to say about this fine city. It's been action packed since the moment I rolled into town with my charming husband and sweet but beastly dog in tow, beginning with a quick stop at Saks, and what better way to start the evening/end the afternoon than a drink at the the royal environs of the Windsor Court with these festive blonde beauties and dear friends, Heather and Wendy, true-life queeen bees.

Next stop: New Orleans Arena to see the New Orleans Hornets play the Oklahoma City Thunder, with friends Jay, George (of Smiling Fish Cafe fame) & Gayle, who was definitely the classiest and most beautiful fan in attendance. This was my first time to see either team, and you can imagine my delight at seeing CP3 (Chris Paul) take to the courts with calm control of his team and to "witness" last years NBA scoring champion, Kevin Durant silently and without fanfare make shot after impossible shot. These two players are truly some of the most talented guys in the sport today and I am so thankful I was able to see them live.

After getting cozy with one of the Hornet Girls, I'm sure Andy and George were sold on "bee"ing for the home team. Naturally, I too was cheering for the Hornets given my love and familiarity with this city (although if it was Hornets/Magic I think you know it would be a different story). So, I was a Hornets fan last night, but not so blinded by my team du jour to miss the importance of seeing the rising power of this powerful, young and upcoming Thunder team. The teams played close the entire night, with the Hornets keeping a small lead most of the game. It was a high scoring, high action game...but when it came down to the last few minutes, even with our fan power, the Thunder rumbled to 97-92 win over the Hornets. I suppose it just wasn't meant to "bee".

After apologizing to the nearby Hornets fans for showing loyalty to the visiting team, and after elbowing several young kids out of my way, I made my way down for some high fives with the Thunder. I feel inspired to have been touched by the greatness of Kevin Durant. I hear people say they don't want to wash their hands after shaking with the likes of the Pope, John BonJovi, etc., but me, I'm just going to go with the more sanitary route and keep the memory and this photo.

And just when you think the evening is over, not so...On to a loud and crazy holiday party at a friends loft. Ahhhh, New Orleans--so much to do!

Must end now as I am on to Galatoire's to linger over a recovery lunch with the husband.

xoxo