John Leguizamo and his wife, Justine Maurer, shopping in Union Square in NYC. He was the best/only worthy part of the Spawn movie, if I do say so myself.
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Lipstick Jungle stud-muffin Robert Buckley at an NYC comic book shop with two buddies. Looks like SOMEBODY’s reading up about Green Lantern for the upcoming film. Auditioning or already cast? Hmmm…
Jason Schwartzman (Rushmore, The Darjeeling Limited) and a huge crew filming an undisclosed movie – we know it’s not Scott Pilgrim, which is filming in Toronto. Curiouser and curiouser…
Speaking of Pilgrim, I’d be a big fat liar if I didn’t admit that I’m a bit psyched on the movie – I think the casting so far looks just about right: Michael Cera, Chris Evans, Kieran Culkin, Alison Pill and newcomer Brie Larson (who’s FANTASTIC on Showtime’s United States of Tara) are among the expanding list of talent.
Photo taken today, April 3, around 1:00 AM
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I love Henry Rollins. Everything about him – his crazy eyes, jutting neck veins (when he gets angry – which is like, 82% of the time), the beautiful spray of spit as he rants. Ok, yeah, and his music. Sure, he’s verifiably off his friggin’ rocker, but that’s why I adore him so – he’s a damaged genius with a really, really bad temper. I saw him on his Spoken Word Tour here in NYC last year and literally almost got kicked out for taking secret video footage for future masturbation fodder.
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And in true Rollins fashion, he’s going on tour again this year to celebrate the end of a Bush era, called the Recountdown Tour 2008 – and I’m GOING bitches. Tickets are already closed for presale, but don’t you worry, I will be on that like nasty drunk hookers on Flava Flav’s junk. If anyone knows a way to get these tickets for NYC on October 30, let me know. I will probably do just about anything for them. I’m serious.
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Marisa Tomei and a friend noshing at Sammy’s Noodle Shop in the Village yesterday.
Sarah Paulson (Studio 60, Deadwood, The Other Sister) doing some upscale outdoor dining at French Roast, also in the Village.
Those who were at the 9th Annual Paws For Style Event at Arena in NYC this evening would recognize me as the jugtastic woman in the white t-shirt conducting the red carpet, fielding harassment from several crazy paparazzi. My favorite encounter was with a representative from the Russian TV Channel, who was clearly not invited. The Russian woman, in that thick, hateful voice, had the nerve to accuse me of not letting her into the press barricade for photos because I was against her “people.” I looked her straight in the eye and said, “Lady, please don’t play that card with me,” and showed her the security guard. I also probably should have shown her the blueprints of my family tree, which include my plethora of Russian relatives.
But the big news of the night? Lauren Conrad completely flaked. In case you’re not familiar with the event, Paws for Style is a big party and fashion show that showcases dogs and their owners (usually celebrities and socialites) on the runway in designer duds, and all the funds raised go to charity. So Lauren showed up for the red carpet, did her interviews and posed for the pap, and then, when called to walk the runway, refused to get on the stage. The worst part is that the Humane Society of New York, who are the ones benefitting from the event, paid for her flight from California and hotel at one of NYC’s top spots.
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Cara, my darling little hair vixen, who was helping to run the chaos backstage, said that she overheard Lauren and her publicist talking about her scheduled runway appearance – it seemed as though she had no idea that she was scheduled to walk. Lauren then feigned tears, and with the help from her publicist minions, rushed through the crowd and down the stairs. The funny thing? Every detail of the event had been confirmed and settled wayyy before, so there was no way Lauren wasn’t aware of her participation in the fashion show.
Phew. This night was absolutely crazy. Between the drama with “HellC” (oooh that’s a good one – quote me! ok, but actually, i’ll be honest – she was really nice when I spoke to her) and trying to please all the reporters, I’d say I deserve a nice footrub/Xanax chased with tequila.
If you were there, email me! Especially the photogs…I had a GREAT time with you all!
Hooray for Monday! Right?? This weekend has left me exhausted, satisfied, and without the ability to see completely straight this morning.
Friday night I rented Batman: Gotham Knight, and ate several popsicles – I know, I know, I need to simma down. Saturday I covered the Broadway Barks event for the magazine, and brought the fabulous little Lucky Diamond (Wendy’s sassy rescue Maltese – not pictured here, though – that’s Elvis from Greatest American Dog) with me for photo opps with the celebs. I met Dr. Ruth, which made my life. I’m going to keep her in my pocket on the weekends when I go out, so she can be like the tiny, ancient angel on my shoulder: “No gluff, no luff!”
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That evening, one of my bests, Jamie, mentioned that The Aviation Orange would be playing at some loft party in Brooklyn…and although my Hipster Senses tingled (you know, like Spidey senses), I wanted to see the band. I’m glad I did, because it was a blast, TAO rocked, and I made some new friends. My new friends and I bonded over ridiculing the strange brand of hipster gathering on the roof of the building, sitting in circles and playing bongos/guitar/maracas. Check out that photo of my new friends and Jamie (in the yellow) working it at the party.
Now, I have an AWESOME week to look forward to – tomorrow is the magazine’s huge fashion event, which I’ll post about later, because it truly merits its own post. Then, Wednesday night, is my birthday, which I will be celebrating with a large group of friends at a trashy pirate-themed bar. Huzzah! More later – I gots to get to work.
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