I live for James Goldstein sightings.
My last one was a month or so ago while having dinner at Mr. C. My back was to the entrance but it was clear something behind me had caught the gaze of all the diners whose faces read that
someone just walked in. Never mind Frank McCourt was at the table next to me, this was someone serious. Major. As he crossed the room and entered my field of vision with two or three 20-somethings as usual, it was was in full effect. Of course he was in leather but on this occasion took it one step further and, in my mind, I like to think it was a little present from the universe to me: ladies and gentlemen, we got James Goldstein in the red Balmain Women's Ready-To-Wear:
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