Velma’s visit was a perfect excuse to splurge on cleaners for Scarlett’s well-designed apartment, punctuated as it was with her signature color. Their first evening, a bottle of Merlot, and chattering earnestly until even the city quieted and rested.
The next day they were up early and off to the museum despite a gummy feeling from the night before. A refreshing pause for shaved ice before the entranced helped.
Hearty culture vultures, they soldiered on to the Museum of Natural History before collapsing into a nap back at Scarlett’s place. Then a dinner party and another late night of chatter and wine.