Party alert!

Inspired by the antics on "Sex and the City" (okay, not really), my publisher, in conjunction with Vogue magazine, is throwing an NYC launch party for IN HER SHOES....and you're invited!

The party's at the Kenneth Cole store in SoHo (597 Broadway, near Houston), on Wednesday, October 2nd. It starts at 6 p.m., and there will be mingling and food (including, I think, little shoe-topped cupcakes!), and then I'll do a little reading at 6:45 or so and sign books. There will also be some kind of promotion going on (buy X dollars' worth of shoes, get the book free). The party is open to the public. And my Nanna will be in the house!

So if you live in New York, I hope you'll come. I think it's going to be a lot of fun.

What else can I tell you? That there's a reason I'm not a model. Okay, there are probably many, many reasons I'm not a model, but I learned, about two hours into my six-hour People photo shoot, that I just don't have the patience for having my picture taken over and over and over again....not to mention the waiting that goes on in between shots, locations, and set-ups. Wendell, however, is a total champ, and aside from the occasional motorcycle-inspired bark-fit, is perfectly happy to pose for hours on end, even putting himself into dangerous or precarious situations for the sake of getting the perfect shot. My favorite pictures were the last ones the photographer took. They cleared off the mantel in my study and stuck Wendell on top of it -- essentially forcing him to do a doggie version of a balance-beam walk, while I leaned next to him and tried to look casual, sultry, flirty or friendly, and probably just wound up looking tired, bored and uncomfortable. We'll see how the shots turn out, but I've got a feeling that Wendell's going to look great, and me, not so much.

Final note -- if you get a chance to see "Hairspray," you definitely should. Adam and I saw it last night, and it was really, really great. Funny and uplifting, with its heart totally in the right place. And Harvey Fierstein is hysterical.