Holiday Weekend: "Barbeque" or "Cookout"?

When I was growing up in Central PA, a weekend party which involved cooking various meats on a grill was/is called it a "cookout". Or sometimes we called it a "picnic" - event when there were no baskets or blankets involved.

Here in the city, many people refer to this kind of soiree as a "barbeque" - even if they aren't serving anything with any kind of barbeque sauce on it. This confuses me.

What do people where YOU'RE from call it??

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Some Chicken on White Meat Monday

Calvin Klein celebrated the 21st birthday of grandson boyfriend Nick (above left) on Friday night with a big party in downtown Manhattan. Ain't love grand?

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Summers End

So here we are.

Summers end is near.

The sun is setting on one more year.

The weathers getting cold, 

the parties are dying down.

School starts soon, 

so lets gather round

For one last bit of summer fun,

when the sun goes down, 

it will be our last one.

So lets go out with a bang

lets finish this right

Raise your glasses in the air

lets toast to this night.

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Jack Mackenroth's Birthday Party

I mentioned on Friday that I was going to a swanky party, and I did - the 40th birthday party of Project Runway designer Jack Mackenroth! In addition to being a guest, I covered the event for our friends at Blogging Project Runway, so I was in full "reporter mode". And by "reporter mode" I mean "drunk and bothersome", like a real reporter.

When I arrived, the birthday boy himself was outside the Star Room - the night club below the Hotel Chelsea - greeting his guests. Here we are outside the club before heading into the festivities...

And here we are inside, at the bar...

Inside, the music was pumping, the vodka was free, and the people were pretty. Season Four finalist Jillian Lewis, who is really sweet, was there...

And so was sexy photographer and RuPaul's Drag Race guest judge Mike Ruiz...

There is an embarrassing story behind the picture above. When I saw Mike and Jack talking, I went over and asked if I could take their picture. Jack introduced me to Mike, and they posed and waited for me to snap the pic and ... nothing. No flash, no click, no nothing from my camera. So I tried again, and NOTHING. So, here I am in front of a PROFESSIONAL FASHION PHOTOGRAPHER, and I can't get my little Kodak to work. Mike finally grabbed it out of my hands, did something to it, and it finally worked. I am SUCH a loser...

Anywhore, after that mildly embarrassing incident, I went back to my good friend and trusted companion Shanta - who accompanied me to the party. Shanta was supposed to act as my assistant - making sure I had my camera, notebook, etc. whenever I needed it. Unfortunately Shanta, who in real life works as an ASSISTANT at a financial firm, isn't very effective after a chocolate martini. Every time I asked her for something (Where is my notebook? Is that someone famous over there? Where is the bathroom?), Shanta would shrug her shoulders and respond with tipsy but cheerful "I don't know"...

Ok, I lied, she did know where the bathrooms were. I LOVE Shanta - she's funny, gorgeous, charming, and the perfect party date ... but I wouldn't hire her as my real assistant. Then again, the job doesn't exactly pay much (the salary is around ZERO dollars an hour, actually) so I guess I don't blame her.

Much to our dismay, Christian Siriano canceled via text message to Jack just minutes before the party ... saying he had a "paying gig" he couldn't get out of. Of course Jack and I had a chuckle speculating what kind of "paying gig" one gets at 9:00 pm on a Friday night. I suggested Christian probably found this "job" via Craigslist, and not in the Help Wanted section...if you smell what I'm stepping in.

Anywhoo, it was a really fun night honoring the sweetest guy in fashion - Jack Mackenroth. Happy Birthday, handsome! Check out Jack's website (including his blog) HERE.

Thanks again to Blogging Project Runway and to the lovely and talented (?) Shanta.

Swanky Soiree

I am going to a birthday party this evening in honor of a former Project Runway fashiontestant (whose name will be revealed later). This is a big deal for me, because I'm SOOOO not the "going to a VIP Party" kind of Beeyotch these days (I used to be), but I have vowed to at least make an appearance. Unless I get kicked out of the soiree for crunk & disorderly conduct, I hope to have the juicy details and pictures posted over the weekend.

I am SO far behind on all my blog reading - right now my Google Reader has 477 unread items. Maybe I'll come home tonight from the party and make drunken comments on all your blogs. Oh Lord, I shouldn't have even thought about that, because now that's what I'll do. I PRE-APOLOGIZE for anything I may write later this evening.

>Peace, Bitches!

Alex Castro Shows His "Personality"...

Our fave American Gladiator, Alex Castro AKA "Militia", attended the In Touch Summer Stars Party - and was surprisingly one of the biggest names there. Must have been a pretty lame party. See the story from A Socialite's Life here.

I'm glad that when Alex goes to an event, he attends with very few articles of clothing. Militia seems to realize that no one would recognize him without spandex. Please remind me to book him for the eventual Dust Bunny Extravaganza...

Pool Party!

Now HERE'S a pool party that I wouldn't mind attending. Why do I only get invited to pool parties like this?!?

Pool Party

TV News Hottie - Ken Rosato

WABC (Channel 7) morning news anchor Ken Rosato attended a function at my restaurant last night. I was pleasantly surprised - the man is tall, dark, handsome, funny, friendly, and he goes to our church - if you know what I mean.

More information on him here.

Party!

PARTY!

The Greenwich Village Halloween Parade is one of the biggest parties in NYC, drawing over 2 million spectators and 50,000 participants.

After the parade, go to Garage and dance your ass off.