This Glitterati Life

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So who have you been hanging out with lately?  Don't bother telling me, I've got you trumped.  Last night I had dinner in Manayunk (a slice of pizza at Mom's Bake At Home and shepherd's pie at Kildare's) with international glam-setter Lily Womack.

During our repast, I remarked to Lily that her father was famous for his sartorial splendor.  "No," she said.  "He's famous as a writer."

Okay, yes, Jack Womack is indeed celebrated as one of our very best.  And his wife Valeria Susanina is equally fabulous.  But it's Lily who's won my heart.


Above:  Lily and Jack.  Lily has self-created plastic vampire fangs in her mouth.  Nobody's perfect.

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