(via thepiccuriosity)
That's right. Miss Betsey Johnson herself. Her offices HAPPEN to be located in our building, and every time the elevator doors open on her bright pink floor I peer around in excitement. And one lucky day, the peering turned into pure gawking, as this tiny platinum haired woman popped into the elevator. My fellow riders and I exchanged excited but silent glances, and Miss Johnson joked about how she wondered if Donna Karan or Yves Saint Laurent had to ride crowded elevators like this. I giggled a little too emphatically and attempted to wipe the drool off of my chin as she stepped off the elevator and probably floated on a leopard printed elephant to her magic candy castle in the sky. Ahhh. My first somewhat celebrity sighting in the city, check.
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