I was invited to attend a book pre-launch party for a miss Jacquie Somerville. Her book, My Fat Little Rule Book, is about her efforts to fit a foodie into a fashionista’s dress. Tricky. As she joked, it’s Dolce & Gabbana versus dulce de leche.
Welcome to the Hotel Georgia
After finding this iconic spot, I had to break through their air-tight revolving doors, but once in the lobby, it amazed me how gorge that George was.
Even though I was wandering around looking for the elevator (right in front of me), the concierge was very polite and didn’t automatically assume I was some older gentleman’s paid date for the evening. Which is always nice.
I had to be buzzed in by Mr. concierge to the PENTHOUSE Rosewood Suite and it only took me three drive-bys to realize he had told me the wrong room number.
Upon successful entry, I quickly latched on to my good friend attending the party, lifestyle writer and PR working girl Kristen McKenzie, and whisked her away to the rooftop patio for the free beverages/expensive view.
Be still my heart.
Up top I got to run into more of the VIP guest list and spied these lovelies: from the left, Alicia Quan, Olivia Lovenmark and Peter Ty, all trying to document the evening for their respective blogs, no doubt.
It was freezing up there, but I made sure Kristen and I took at least one picture to document our attendance. Was terribly afraid I’d drop my iPhone over the balcony trying to get this shot…
Couldn’t believe my eyes when I discovered this woman mid-photo shoot was the guest of honour. Foodies don’t look like that! (Jacquie is the sexy South African on the right and dude on the left is a photographer, not a priest.)
The brisk March temp quickly shooed us inside, but it was time for Jacquie to read an excerpt and for me to steal another free drink from the service staff.
Back in the suite, Jacquie busted out the new iPad and read a few paragraphs from her soon-to-be-released work, My Fat Little Rule Book.
Greatly enjoyed this Bradshaw-esque excerpt where she cracked jokes and told stories, easily capturing her kindred audience of food lovers and clothes shoppers.
After the reading, it was open season on the food table, a place where I had spent … maybe too much time. Earlier in the evening, this happened:
“Sorry, I can’t shake your hand with my right hand, that’s my eating hand,” I mumbled over a plate of salty cold cuts and cinnamon-raison bread wedges.
Note to self: Never try to network near a table of free food. Sigh.
Got to hang out with so many great people at this gorgeous event (who have yet to be mentioned) including: @JSUnfiltered, @BrendanBaileyPR, @mis_sy, @chengsophia, @cwistal, @rickchung/@vancouverdaze, @lisa_kwong and @gracecheung604 to name a few:)