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A special toast♡
#DailyGratitude MY BRUV. “Surround yourself with only people who are going to lift you higher.” - @oprah
My brother @carlharvey has been with me with day one…always providing support with some of my most challenging questions when it comes to marketing, copywriting, and launching— areas in my life that I’m by no means an expert on.🧩
Happy Birthday “Bubbly” Carl Harvey! Bo$$ Vibes 4ever!
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(at Essex, United Kindom)
rosé for breakfast. #societythings
Bustling crowds or silent sleepers, you’re not sure which is worse.
Champagne Problems, Taylor Swift
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I surprise group call all of my old nearest and dearest Bushwick friends and lovers: Louis, Jacques, Leslie, Tristine, Reuben, Lucille, Roxanne, and of course, Rosa. “WAZZZUPPPP!!!!” I scream into the phone. “WAZZUPPPP!!!!” They all scream back. That’s something I love about my friends — while they all lead extremely hectic, busy, and accomplished lives, they will drop everything when I give them a call. Jacques is the head chef at a Michelin star restaurant in Paris, Leslie has her own jewel company valued at over 10 billion, Tristine is the First Lady of Luxembourg, Reuben is the #1 chess player in the world, Lucille is the CEO of a rowing machine and greeting card company worth billions, Roxanne is the Secretary of Defense, Louis is an academy award winning stunt coordinator, and Rosa is married to Machine Gun Kelly and the CEO of Nordstroms. But still, we all know — friendship comes first. Before family, before work, before fame and success. Because, in the end, we would be nobody without one another’s friendship.
“Okay, everyone book a flight RIGHT NOW. We’re going to Bushwick. We’re gonna party all weekend like it’s 2012.” Everyone hoots and hollers in celebration, as I expected. But then, a meek voice cuts in: “Uhm, Diane, I’m not sure if I can this weekend…”
“WHO THE FUCK WAS THAT!?” I bark, even though I knew who it was: my dearest Rosa.
“It’s me, Rosa. I just… That sounds lovely, Diane, it really does, but it’s my birthday this weekend. My husband Machine Gun Kelly planned a romantic getaway for us in the Caribbean. I don’t think I can miss it. It’s Atlantis, Diane.”
Rosa’s husband. I don’t really get it.
I roll my eyes so hard I think everyone can feel it through the phone. “Rosa,” I coo. “First of all, your husband is gay. What good is a gay husband on a romantic getaway? SECONDly, don’t you guys go to Atlantis like every other weekend? You can take a weekend off to see your old friends.”
“Well, it is my birthday…” Rosa says. “Okay. I’m sure MGK will understand.”
“WOOOOO!!!!” We all scream, hang up, and it’s off to the races.
First thing’s first: I need to make a splash with my grand return. Of course, expectations are already high, as I am a successful and beautiful entrepreneur and Hollywood player. I need to show these people to never underestimate Diane Foley. And so I decide to do what many said was impossible: go blonde.
Of course the results are incredible. As soon as I step out of the salon, a man rear-ends the car in front of him, totaling it, because he was busy staring at my stunning blonde locks. But who can blame him?
the before and after… oopsies hehe.
My driver, Pamelanne, zips me to LAX in record time as we split a few fat blunts. I’m nice and toasty by the time I pass through security and plop down in my first class seat to JFK. On the way, I enjoy a couple bottles of champagne and a charcuterie board. Midway through I get bored so I ask the flight attendant if she would allow me into the cockpit, and of course she obliges. I make great friends with the pilot, who had just graduated from pilot school the day before. With a seductive wink, I sneak a baggie of yay out of my bosom, and his eyes light up. He snorts a couple lines off of my sizable breasts and afterwards I give him road head for the rest of the flight. He said that he would personally see to it that I never have to pay for another flight again — so sweet.
my pilot. I think his name was Jeffrey?
Upon landing at JFK, I smooch my new pilot friend goodbye and skip off towards baggage claim, grab my 7 suitcases, and find my New York driver Jasper waiting for me out front. And who should I find in the stretch Hummer limo but all of my old pals: Louis, Jacques, Leslie, Tristine, Reuben, Lucille, Roxanne, and Rosa! Rosa brought along Machine Gun Kelly, which is a little annoying because I established a strict no S/O clause in the contracts I drew up (at this point I need everyone who spends time with me to sign an NDA). But, whatever, this weekend is all about positive vibes, so I decide to let bygones be bygones.
“WHO’S READY TO GET FUCKIN WEIRD!!!!” I yell, ripping my top off. Everyone screams with glee as I hop in the limo. Louis pops a fresh bottle of champagne and pours it down my throat and all over my body, and before I know it we’re all spraying each other with $500 champagne, giggling like schoolchildren.
As we drive over the Williamsburg Bridge I stand up out of the sun roof to gaze at the beautiful Manhattan skyline. My breasts flapping in the wind, I am filled with such an incredible feeling of awe and wonderment. “How did I get so lucky…” I think to myself. Then Tristine pops her head up and we smoke a fat doobie driving through Williamsburg.
There it is. Beautiful, no?
Finally we arrive at our destination: the McKibbon Lofts. As I’m sure you all know, the once derelict McKibbon Lofts has been converted into a luxury loft building, with floor length glass windows and hot tubs in the apartments. As a surprise, and treat for myself, I bought the penthouse loft. It’s nice to have a crash pad in New York for whenever I need to spend time here.
my penthouse porch. It’s pretty nice.
We all pile into the elevator and zoop up to the top floor. Everyone’s jaws hit the floor when they see the stunning apartment. We all drop our bags down and a devilish grin spreads on my face.
“It’s time to party.”