There were camels in Coconut Grove last night. I pulled up to the valet circle at The Ritz-Carlton with my friend Monica, and there they were. Flanked by two men dressed in rags who reminded me of Bedouins in the Negev Desert, the camels stood with big sad eyes, short, soft peanut-colored fur, and a funny look on their faces. I like the handsome profile the one behind me flashed for this picture. The occasion was a media preview of […]