Erinn, Kristen and I braved the 66 degree temperatures to wait in line for 30 minutes at Sprinkles in Beverly Hills. We weren't on the guest list to go right to the front of the line. The wait was brutal, especially with the nastiness emanating from the neighboring La Salsa.
Kristen expertly eating her cupcakes with a fork. Those New Englanders are so proper. I ate mine with my fingers.
