Normally I spent my Sundays doing my laundry, scrubbing my bathtub, and buying generic groceries, but a few weeks ago, my fashion fairy godmother (ie AP) invited me to the ball (ie a fashion show) and gave me something wonderful to wear! There was no Prince in this fashion fairy tale, but there was music and champagne and people who looked like royalty. And really, who needs a dopy Prince to slow them down, anyway? See how it glows? Once upon a time... I was waiting in line in a white tent in Lincoln Center on a Sunday afternoon with all sort of impressive fashion-y people: designers, models, photographers, editors, etc. I was standing in the midst of the Mercedes Benz Fall Fashion Week wearing my little black NYE dress and a red rhinestone drapey cardigan from Tracy Reese's Holiday 2011 collection that AP let me borrow. Thanks to AP, a good city girlfriend and designer for Tracy Reese, my name, which is so often not, was actually ON the list, and I was going to my fir...