Brad Walsh

How Divine

We went to Baltimore this weekend for an event at the American Visionary Art Museum called Steps to the Cure, which included a fashion show of student and local designers dressing cancer surviving runway models, and Christian was the guest host. He was introduced at the event and interviewed earlier in the day by Sally Thorner of WJZ, who we hung out with a lot. Love her. It was really refreshing to have so many really actually nice, interesting, smart people around us the whole time. Lori Lickstein, who organized it all and sponsored the event with her husband Larry, was great too. I had the good fortune of sitting with her during the event and hearing the back stories of all the models as they came out. The most incredble part of the trip, though, was when I got a personal guided tour of the museum from Rebecca Hoffberger, its founder, while Christian was doing his press stuff. She knew everything about everything, and every piece in there had a crazy and amazing history. I highly recommend visiting if you‘re in the area. It’s not specifically a childrens’ museum, but Travel & Leisure ranked it #1 in the country for children under ten to visit, above even the Grand Canyon.

On Saturday we played tourists on the harbor with Christian’s mom, and then on Sunday we were back in New York and had brunch with Sarah and Ryann. We tried to eat at Freeman’s Alley but got inside and were told there was an hour and a half wait, so we left. As we were walking out, Sandra Bullock and Jesse James were coming in, and then a minute later they left as well. I imagine they were also told to wait an hour and a half, which is… I don’t know. I mean, if Sandra Bullock walked into my house and said “hey, can you get up and leave? I want to eat some eggs” I would be like “of course! Just make sure you push the fridge closed or else it won’t stick,” and then I wouldn’t even be mad if she forgot and all the rest of the eggs went bad. She’s Sandra Bullock.

We tried shopping yesterday downtown because it was Sunday and we figured it wouldn’t be as bad as a Saturday, where every other person stops us to make Christian take a picture with them, but since it was a three day weekend, everybody and their mother and their mother’s mother were on the streets and in rare form. Needless to say we haven’t left the house yet today. Anybody want to come over for dinner? I won’t be making eggs.