Jeremy's show, Structural Lucidity, was a total success-- everyone was oohing and awwing over his new body of work. Colin and I left the city at 4, and somehow managed to make it in time for the cocktail reception, which is no small feat. The traffic leaving Manhattan on Fridays is unbelievably bad. Like pull-your-hair-out bad. But with Colin's adept driving skills, and my amazing sense of direction (somewhere Evan is rolling his eyes), we bypassed a lot of the back up. After the show, we went and had a relaxing dinner at the Beacon in Sag Harbor. I wish all Fridays could be like this.