Dinner party thrown by a fashion designer last night. The food was excellent, so was the champagne. The guests were great.
Met the mover and shaker of the Irish Repetory Theater, whose hit production of The Emperor Jones is so much a hit even he, Cierin O'Reilly, can't get a ticket. They may move to Broadway in the winter. His wife is also very cool.
Also met John Slattery and Jon Hamm. I initially thought Slattery was one of the designer's brothers, because he does resemble the men in the family -- there are a lot of them, and though one of them is a close friend, the others I meet now and again at different parties, fund-raisers and so the designer hosts. But when he introduced himself to me, imagine how chagrined when I realized, not another member of the family, but Roger Sterling of Mad Men, and Bill Kelly of Sex and the City. Argh. He's a nice person, good company and terrific dancer. A good man to have at a party.
Mott, who was the cinematographer for The American Astronaut, was another guest. He had some of Vaquero's scenes from this cult movie in his phone and showed them around. Again, Argh.
Debbie Gibson was also present, and sang. So did Vaquero.
The rest of the night was given over to dancing, which was splendid, as the brownstone's wood floor where we always dance at her parties is nicely springy and the music is programed by her brother who is chair of the dance dept. at his university, so it was great dance music. I often make fun of white people dancing, but there was nothing to make fun of last night. These white people can dance, thus the African American and Latino guests didn't have to be embarrassed for us. :) It's all a matter of culture. If you didn't grow up in musical, rhythmic, dancing culture you aren't going to be able to dance. Alas, most younger people in this country do not grow up that way any longer.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
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