Perhaps it was my silk dress or the new perfume I've been wearing lately. When I asked Suzanne Anton what her New Year's resolution was, she replied, "To kiss a pretty girl!" and pecked me on the check.
Just after the clock struck twelve, we ran into her at the newly revamped Waldorf Hotel. Anton and her friends were some of the few people dancing on the second floor. Beside them, young artsy types lounged in seafoam green booths by the window. She wore a beaded black dress, a checked blue coat with a high collar and dangling earrings.
"Do you know who she is?" her friend asked when we approached. They seemed just as surprised by the impromptu photo-op as we were to find them at the party.
She smiled broadly and asked us our names, repeating them several times as if to commit them to memory.
Anton cheerily agreed to pose for the camera. But first - "Where has my husband gone?" She cast around the room, but failing to find him posed next to friend Christian Dogimont, publisher of the avant-garde HoBO magazine, and Elizabeth Fleming.
So what is her real new year's resolution? "I have so many of them. Some of them I keep in here." She pointed to her head. "My public resolution is to go to more theatre, more movies, more shows."
As we spoke, one of her friends snapped photos of us with his camera.
Her husband Olin wandered over and put his arm around his wife. The two recently completed a cross-country cycling tour of Canada. They laugh when I ask who the better dancer is. "I am," Olin said with a hint of mischief, "But who likes to dance more? She does!"