Hurt

So after my whirlwind trip to New York last week, I’m back to blogging for this episode.

Let’s start with the tea party. The tea parties I threw as a child involved teacups and scones. This tea party felt more like the one they threw in Boston a couple of hundred years ago. Friendships seemed to shift in an instant. 

I think most of us were frustrated because, as Taylor’s friends, we were concerned for her. We’d heard things about her marriage from her, and we had expressed concern, offered help, and been there to just hear her out. Yet at the same time we were often expected to turn a blind eye to all that we were being told in social situations. As a friend, that’s a nearly impossible thing to do. When you care, you can’t just turn it on and off. 

I think Camille was just tired of the façade, and she couldn’t hold back any longer. I can’t say that I blame her. After I left that day I spent a lot of time debating how to best move forward with Taylor and I came to the conclusion that Taylor’s domestic situation was something best to be navigated by professionals. I had earlier recommended someone for Taylor to talk to and I knew that she was talking to them, and to me that was the most responsible thing I could do and a step in the right direction for her. As for the Planet Hollywood bachelorette party: essentially my feelings were hurt by how that unfolded. I especially love entertaining people I care about at The Palms, and everyone around me knows this. Being able to do so is a great source of pride for my family and me. Even though I had been Lisa’s neighbor for years, I ended up having to hear from someone else that Pandora’s bachelorette weekend would be held at another hotel in Vegas. I was hurt because I didn’t hear it from Lisa first, and more importantly, had I known Vegas was Pandora’s destination of choice, I would have rolled out the red carpet for her. I know Lisa said she didn’t want to ask me, but there have been times in the past when she has wanted something at The Palms and I have always gladly accommodated her. I understand now that the party was a gift from another family friend, but it would have meant a great deal to me to help their family have a great time as they celebrated such a special occasion, especially since the party was going to be held in a city I consider to be a second home at times. 

Lastly, you have to love a man who is willing to try and get on the bull like Paul did. I could not stop laughing. Bless every athletically challenged bone in his body for making me laugh, even in the midst of all the tension. This is one time when I wouldn’t encourage someone to just get back in the saddle. One time was more than enough….

xoxo, 

Adrienne

P.S. I will be making some appearances around the country in the next few weeks as we debut my new footwear collection, Adrienne Maloof for Charles Jourdan. I will be at the Belk in Charlotte, NC on Sunday, December 4th from 1-4 p.m. and at the Macy’s Sherman Oaks store in CA on December 5th from 6:30-7:30. More dates and locations to come, including appearances at Lord & Taylor on 5th Avenue in NYC and more events in Vegas… Come out and see me! Check out my website for more details!