Lunch at 790: good company, good food, bottomless champagne, and the Gulf before us.
Crosby was looking for Les and Linds. But gave up after a while and chose to chill on Elle’s couch. She figured her the human ladies needed an afternoon out.
Of course Kitty may just have wanted a bite of the crab Benny.
guess who was working on his yoga earlier this week.
Did somebody say pizza? pizza?