Meeting Iona Monahan

Iona Monahan interviewed me years ago. I met up with her at her hotel room in Midtown NY. It was pouring rain that day and I had forgotten my umbrella. My favorite vintage leather jacket was soaked through.  

When she opened the door, I apologized profusely and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a bit of a drowned rat."  She replied, "You are a very beautiful drowned rat."

I ended up on the front page of the Style section with a giant photo and article.

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