They had a bunch of beds on the main level and there were some girls kind of lounging around on them and all, but all in all it was pretty anticlimatic. And to add insult to injury, hardly anyone was wearing lingerie or even pajamas...
My friend Jack Wright sent an email teasing me that he had gotten invited to a party that the Hilton sisters' were throwing to celebrate the beginning of fashion week. Who cares? Or that's what I thought until he told me that it was going to be a lingerie/pajama party. I immediately called upon Pimpmaster Tony Meyer who got me on tha list wit da quickness.
