by James Tuttle
A few days ago, I stopped in at Tru Hollywood nightclub for a party for Basketball Wives’ Shaunie O’Neal and her collaboration with Chinese Laundry. The shoes were okay, I guess. They only cost one or two hundred so they’re not a big investment but, as you know, I’m in favor of saving up to buy something good. More memorable than those tacky shoes was the high ratio of lighting and camera crew to actual guests and the fact that it was so damn hot in there. Once the open bar ended at nine, I was out of there so fast I left a vapor trail.
The Basketball Wives ladies who attended were quite beautiful and seemed to have a pretty good sense of style so I decided that I’d check out their show the next chance I got. I did and, well, it’s terrible.