I thought you looked entirely lovely, and your dress suited you perfectly. (But yes, I had seen that one as well.)

On reading the nasty ones: I've mostly decided I'd rather know what they say than wonder. But I only read them when I'm in the right mood, and can be more amused than anything. (A couple of the pieces this morning, my goodness, the assumptions.)

And I'm glad they seem not to have had much luck digging into my background, though they've certainly had more time to have a suspicion they might want to. (Not that I've particular ghosts in the closet, but one never knows what innocent thing the press will grab, I gather.)

The sidebar really was a bit much, I thought. And it's not like you yourself have a great deal of control over that sort of thing.

I'll look forward to seeing you, then, later.