Let me be honest about something. I've never met a dinner party I didn't like. If you were to ask my grandmother (hi, Chanel!), she'd tell you that a dinner party—an elegant one—requires seating charts, white gloves, and the perfect lipstick. Oh, and have your florist on standby. Do you know Ricky? He's the best. And while girl raises a few good points, dinner parties in my world are a bit more . . . slapdash.
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