So last night was Riccardo Tisci's birthday party, where Kanye West basically asked me to marry him as soon as I walked in. He actually had to dump his blonde [ex]gurlfriend right in front of me after she caught us making out in the bathroom.
I feel pretty bad for her, look how jealous she is:
Anyways I left Kanye after Ciara told me he once made Anna Dello Russo eat an entire strawberry so I decided to hang out with Marcelo Burlon but he called me fat and made me cry and almost ruined my night and it would have been ruined had it not been for Gisele and Naomi Campbell saving me their Last Dance.
PS- Someone please tell Lindsay Lohan to stop texting Daytona.