So I have returned from the great yonder known as the east coast. Here's the boring stuff recaped:
I took lots of pictures, walked through Central Park, went to the Met and saw lots of neat cultural arty things, got lots of whistles, thank yous, and general annoying comments as I walked down the street (drives me crazy. moronic men), did some shopping, got my nails done and played with kitties. Who are SO cute. I bought them a scratching post with cat nip in it and they went mad. (Pictures hopefully to follow once developed)
Now the more exciting stuff.....
My sister took me to the premiere of Comedy Central's first movie Porn 'n Chicken at Studio 54, and no you're not reading it wrong it's called PORN 'n Chicken not Pork. Anyways my sister works for a casting agency who had some people in the film so they got the good seats. And where were these good seats you ask? I'll tell you. They were the first two rows right next to all the people from the film as well as Kirsten Dunst, Julia Stiles, that boy from Dawson's Creek, who was only in a couple episodes last season, and whose name I can't for the life of me find, and Jake Gyllenhaal's sister Maggie (who is in the new movie Secretary)
Now why were all these fabulous people there you ask? Well Julia, Kirsten, and Maggie are all making the movie Mona Lisa Smile, starring Julia Roberts with the girl that Ady's casting agency represents, whose name I can't find either, but if you go to the Porn 'N Chicken site and scroll through the pictures she's the cute one with short hair sitting with the curly haired boy. Probably won't help but it was worth a shot.
Anyways it was very surreal to see people that are usually on your tv or movie screen. Kirsten was literally two feet away from me. I could have kicked her if I really wanted. Not that I wanted to, although she's so skinny if I had kicked her you probably would have heard bones break. Weird I tell you weird. There was free food and an open bar. What more could a girl ask for but free booze, food and stars to oogle at?
The next night my sister took me to see Hairspray as a birthday gift and man oh man were the seats FABULOUS. She got us 6th row orchestra. Yet again one of the people her agency represents is one of the leads in the show and he was nice enough to get her some good seats. His name is Corey Reynolds and he plays Seaweed in the show. Unfortunately he was sick the night we went so we didn't get to see him perform but it was a great show none the less.
After that we went to Don't tell Mama the piano bar where Stephanie Harwood, my sister's friend and roomate sings and works. My sister has about three men tied around her finger there who sing her whatever she wants. Two are of course gay but still it's like she has a personal live jukebox. Drinks flowed freely and I payed nothing thanks to my sisters connections. I would have given some money but no one asked me for some and we had left before I realized it. My sister assured me the wiaters/singers were taken care of though. Hopefully next time I go I'll have more money to spare.
It was great night. It was lots of fun with sing alongs and a man dressed as a piece of cheese with boobs. He called himself a representation of the finer things in life, food and sex. I kid you not. Also an old white woman, named Leona, with a white arfro literally 3 feet tall walked into the bar. It seems she's a regular, but I just had to shake my head and mumble to myself, "Only in New York." She sang a couple of numbers as well, it was to say the least interesting. Stephanie's a wonderful singer and sang some great songs. I didn't sleep that night and was very cranky when we hopped a flight at 7 am to Canada to go to Kathleen's wedding.
Anyways that's all for now as I have to get back to work. I'll try and scan some pictures when I get them and do another entry later on the wedding.Posted by nuala at October 14, 2002 02:13 PM