Diary of An Irish Woman

musings of an irish lady now living in America.

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

is it my perfume?

So went up to the city today for work. And had men tripping over themselves to help me out. A server at the Sheraton Palace Hotel (amazing glass ceiling) nearly pushing my co-workers out of the way to help me put my vest on (not even a coat, a vest!) and then the valet guy run to get us free bottles of water even though we said thanks we're fine. Even W who was with me was laughing saying must be your perfume. Fair enough I smile a lot and say thanks but even I was flummoxed. Must be eau de Irish ;-)


Post a Comment

<< Home