Dear Diary,

A month ago Eric asked me to come to that art opening I mentioned in my last entry and he just reminded me tonight that it’s in two days.  I totally forgot.  I’ve been looking through my closet for the last hour and decided that I have nothing to wear.  You know what that means… shopping!

Dear Diary,

I took off early from work today to go and find a dress to wear to the art opening.  Nothing, nada, ziltch, zip.  I found absolutely nothing and I must have gone to a dozen stores and not one had anything that I liked.  Thank god that tomorrow’s Saturday and I can spend the morning shopping before getting ready for the night.

Dear Diary,

The art opening was amazing, absolutely amazing.  It was at The Bette Porter Gallery.  Wow, everything about the place was amazing.  The architecture, the lighting, the atmosphere; amazing.  Eric and I got there and as soon as we did I knew it would be a night to remember.  Oh I didn’t mention I found this gorgeous black dress.  It was in the last store I went into and it just popped out at me.  I just had to have it and so I got it.  I don’t regret one bit spending that much money because it was oh so worth it.

Anyway, Eric and I were at the gallery and we walked up to this unbelievably beautiful woman, he introduced me to her.  Bette Porter, as in the Bette Porter that owned the gallery.  I took one look at her and wanted to know everything about her.  Eric walked away to talk to Catherine Opie and I’ve never been so glad to see him go.  I just wanted to talk to her, to just be in her presence.

Eric and I were then invited to stay for the artist’s dinner.  I was looking at this piece that I really liked and I felt Bette nearby.  What the fuck?  I mean I actually felt her presence there behind me before she even spoke.  Her voice, god, her voice.  I could listen to it all day long and never grow tired of it.

Then the earring thing happened, she said that I lost my earring in my hair and then reached up and untangled it from my hair.  She then put her hand out to give it to me and then when I reached out to take it from her hand it was like a lightning bolt shot through me.  I’ve never felt anything like it.