Sunday night, my friend Bobbi and I enjoyed one of my favorite summer pleasures – dining al fresco.
We caught up over dinner at Per Lei, a chic Italian bistro on NYC’s Upper East Side with a charming staff that's as European as much of its clientele. While enjoying a scrumptious seafood pairing (tuna tartar with avocado, pan seared Chilean sea bass), I filled Bobbi in on new developments in my work and blog life and she told me about her hunky personal trainer.
Eventually, we found ourselves musing about the uncomplicated appeal of boy toys – and the (for me) slightly more complicated merits of Botox.
A physician’s assistant, Bobbi is certified in injecting the popular anti-aging concoction. One of my dearest friends has tried it and looks fantastic. The downside – the more you use Botox, the more of it you tend to need to achieve the desired result.
And I can’t forget the time I sampled Freeze, an anti-aging cream alternative to Botox. My forehead literally felt frozen, a weird sensation I’m not sure I’m vain enough to try again.
Still, it’s nice to know that should I ever want to temporarily halt the aging process, I’ve got a good friend who’s medically qualified to help me.
Coming up…debating the rules at Dating Boot Camp and a random celebrity encounter with a member of the brat pack.