New Year's Eve never really turns out how you imagine it to be. I don't ever remember a New Year's where all of my wildest dreams came true. They all start out with good intentions. You have a great party to go to, you have a really great outfit, there's some great guy who's going to be at the party, all your friends are going to be there… Blah blah blah. But we know it never ends up that way. One memorable New Year's Eve I spent trapped in a snowstorm in Aspen in a swinging gondola in the middle of nowhere with Diandra Douglas and Yolanda Hadid Foster fighting over a cell phone so we could call our children and tell them we were going to die. That was fun. We could not get ahold of our children because they, in turn, locked themselves out of the house and were huddled together with the housekeeper/babysitter in the shed surviving on Carmel coated apple lollipops. Jesus Christ.