Yesterday I threw a little paella party for Anthropologie (more to come soon!) and after as we were cleaning up, doing a million dishes, we realized we hadn’t seen Amelia in a very long time…maybe an hour? So we started calling her name, we figured maybe she was napping in a strange place. No Amelia. We started going room by room, looking under sheets, looking under beds and again, no Amelia. I went in the lil’ backyard and no Amelia. At this point I started to freak out. I ran through the house like a total psycho and screamed her name and still NOTHING. My brain immediately went to the worst places, like how long as she been walking around the neighborhood, has she walked two streets down to the insanely BUSY street? UGH. I went in the middle of the street and screamed her name at the top of my lungs. I jumped in my car and started driving around. Billy and his boyfriend Steve ran around too, looking for Amelia. I was in the car, crying, makeup coming down my face. And then finally I get a call from Billy. Amelia was at the back door, she finally …

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