Did you catch it Monday on The City?
Between the odd walk-in closet and the part where she broke up with Whitney, Olivia Palermo offered the girls a glass of Champy.
Let’s take a minute and just soak that in.
Socials. Drink. Champy.
As any good muse does, Olivia inspired me.
Because I’m neither downtown hipster nor uptown social, I just call it Champagne. And I love it. Good Champagne? Bad Champagne? Doesn’t matter. Just give me a flute with some bubbles in it and I promise it’ll be a good night. Or lunch. Or playdate.
And what I really love are the single-serve Champagnes/sparkling wines, which are just juice boxes for adults.





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