I’m still reliving PK’s epic surprise birthday bash that I threw for him, from the planning to my performance to the bliss of having all our beloved friends and family in one place—especially PK’s parents who flew across the pond from London to be there. Because PK is like my very own James Bond, I went with a 007 theme for the party. In keeping with the theme, I decided that it couldn’t get more Casino Royale than flying a helicopter to a speed boat then onto a yacht. PK’s assumption that we were headed to a casual dinner went straight out the window when we boarded the helicopter, and I was a bundle of nerves until we landed. Seeing him break down in tears of happiness when we entered just made everything so worthwhile.
That night, the yacht transformed into a real-life casino, replete with custom-made slot machines, crap tables, and live performances. Speaking of performances—phew, I can’t tell you how relieved I am that my duet with Boy George is behind me. When he suggested the idea, I almost let my nerves get the best of me, thinking, “There’s no way in hell I can pull this off!” After second thought, I knew PK would be over the moon to watch his two best friends sing “Fever” for him. Honestly, I couldn’t have done it without Erika’s continuous support every step of the way as I prepared for the performance. Bringing in Mikey, her creative director, to give me pointers as well as her constantly reminding me that I can do this was everything I needed to muster up the courage to confidently put on a show for my hubby. For that, I’m so grateful to Erika.
Throughout the night, I was surrounded by such joy and positivity, and I really wanted to imbue the energy between Teddi and I with those same good vibes. So I pulled her aside after my performance to ensure we were on the same page after last seeing each other at her glam circle. Unfortunately, she wasn’t ready to let go of the champagne glass comment I made, even though she said otherwise, which is why I snapped on her out of frustration. I appreciate Lisa V coming to my defense. I’m ready for Teddi and I to get back to where we first started in our friendship, but she keeps rehashing things despite saying she’s willing to move past them. I can’t seem to win with her no matter how many times I apologize. Here’s to hoping we can start anew sooner than later.
See you next week,