le rayon vert/the green ray
Last night, fabulous party in Palermo: the girls swooned over Red Mega Tone lead singer as he rocked the house in my grandma's astrakhan jacket while the boys drooled over this new Brit invasion band's fetching lead accordionist. Alan tried unsuccessfully to get Greg drunk on gancia batidos while I got lost in our hosts' endless, flawlessly appointed mansion searching for a bathroom with a mirror. I eventually found one with a weird red doll. Was she smiling at me, or was she smiling just because? Meanwhile the cool & groovy actress DJ took us higher and higher, but the cherry on top had to be that wicked green laser snaking all over the dance floor.