The international holiday known as Phoebe Price’s birthday was yesterday and the chicken cutlet of the hour started the festivities at the little known and hidden eating establishment The Ivy on Robertson Blvd. You know how PP is. She doesn’t like to make a big show of things. She’s shy. But she did graciously share her birthday with the other diners by passing out modest one-of-a-kind cupcakes
from Albertson’s with her coy image on it. Oh, what would I give for one of those limited-edition cupcakes with my favorite international supermodel on it! I would shellac it and keep it on my bedside table. That way the first thing I see in the morning when I open up my crusty eyeballs (don’t judge) is two of my favorite things together as one: processed sugar and Chicken Cutlets!
After PP’s intimate birthday lunch, the celebration continued at a Holiday Inn conference room. I’m joking! Her party was at some very exclusive restaurant in Santa Monica. It’s so exclusive that I’m not allowed to know the name.
Here’s a few pictures from PP’s low-key party. Wait. Maybe she got her cupcakes at the Post Office? Since when do they have a bakery? It must be for V.I.P.s only. And that custom made cake is one of the most beautiful things I’ve seen
this hour in my life.