Poor Lisa! I know Lisa worked very hard to put together the perfect fundraiser, and it was such a shame that such a beautiful intention was destroyed by so much havoc and chaos. In hindsight, I wish I had rented a helicopter with mom and dumped sacks of rice and holy water over the house to spook that Joo Joo that was looming over the party.
A few people, and I mean very few, asked me if I was really wearing fur at Lisa’s lingerie party. It was 999 degrees outside, no one in their right mind would be wearing a fur in that weather. The bolero is made of a light fluffy feathery type of fabric, which could be marabou. I love my little jacket all the more because it is a family heirloom from my paternal grandmother. I do own fur, and I have worn it for many years, and I will continue to wear the pieces that I already own, just not around Joanna.
Then there is the fight, which was ONE of the most frightening things I have ever seen in my life; everyone was really shaken up. It was a dreadful situation for everyone (those directly involved and the onlookers). I hope I never have to witness anything like that again. But there is a light at the end of this long, dark tunnel and that is that Lisa raised money for the Susan G. Komen Foundation, a cause that is very close to my heart.