Dear people who passed me on the street today,
That stuff you saw me try to scrape off the bottom of my knee-high black boots this morning was not dog, horse or homeless person related.
It was, in fact, great gobs of white, yellow and blue buttercream icing. And now, it's decorating the best curbs in Manhattan and Weehawken.
(That's what happens after you host a rocking book release party/show produced by Liam.)
Just thought you'd like to know.