( Adult translation: Grumpy and Dan goes to Hamptons)
I had my fair share of cancer scares. Fortunately, I caught them early enough to do something about it; and, hopefully, I will live eternally like Ozzy Osbourne (sans narcotics and excessive amounts of alcohol). I still have a lot of things on my bucket list- 1) have a thriving fashion brand, 2) live in Africa with Gorillas like Jane Goodall; 3) see Hugh Jackman naked; and, 4) marry the man of my dreams and have children named Chewbacca and Megatron. I'm happy that I'm blessed enough to live longer than most women, even, when my goals in life are more "inane" than the majority of women out there.
One of the things I would love to do, but would never do, is to finish medical school. I just lack the passion for it and I have horrible bedside manner/s. But as cheesy or phony as it sounds, I do like helping people or doing something relevant in my own sphere of influence. I dragged my fiancé to the Hamptons to drive and to help me set up the booth.
Dan, our COO, has been very hands on with the decorations, set up and logistics. He was even willing to get a picture of Alec Baldwin and I, but I chickened out. I think he just wanted to be left alone with his wife.
Aside from being a featured designer there and selling all our stocks, I also bought a lot of couture gowns and Armani Exchange pants. They were sold half the market price and its for cancer- no brainer really. We also joined the raffle for the 2-night stay in the Venetian- we didn't win, but at least, we bonded with other people who didn't win too.
Despite coming back to NYC without a decent amount of photos, a strained back, and allergic reactions to weird plant life. We're happy to announce that on both sales in both Santa Monica and Hamptons, we've earned $37,000 for cancer research. No need for med school then.