Back in 1983, I was a Madonna wanna-be. It wasn't just the black rubber bracelets, the rhinestones, and the tattered lace in my hair, though; it was Madonna's whole projection of what womanhood meant. So it was very appropriate that as I celebrated my 40th birthday on Saturday night, I was dressed in Madonna for H&M. Let me tell you, people flipped for this little sequined micro-mini, which is on sale at the Beverly Center and other stores until mid-April.
If I needed any proof that life doesn't end at 40 (as if!), the fabulous people who came to my birthday fiesta would be it. My Style Council sisters were all in the house, showing off their culinary skills as well as their hotness. Linda, a former editor at Gourmet magazine, is so skilled in the kitchen she could run a catering company. She not only arrived with the most decadent, divine, unique chocolate mole cake decorated with red roses (which must have weighed in at a full ten pounds), she found time to julienne the vegetables, blend pitcher after pitcher of watermelon margaritas, and de-vein the shrimp! Caroline channeled her Brazilian side and whipped up a big pot of black beans. I *could* take credit for the chicken, because guests were very impressed, but I cannot tell a lie. When someone asked me, "What did you do to the chicken? It's amazing!" all I could say was, "I opened a package of Trader Joe's Simply Chicken and poured Trader Joe's enchilada sauce over it." And even that's kind of a lie; Linda did it.
Other friends who graced my little isla bonita included Ben Ball and Gaston Nogues, who were just awarded P.S.1's Young Architect commission to design this summer's Warm Up installation (if you don't know what that is, and you're in New York this summer, run to P.S.1's wonderful Saturday afternoon parties); the crew from Materials and Applications, who have spent the past month building a felt igloo in their courtyard and are having an opening this Sunday; and the entire cast of "The Beastly Bombing," the supposedly very politically incorrect musical comedy written and directed by Julien Nitzberg, which is playing at the Steve Allen Theater. They offered me a ticket as a birthday gift, so a full report will come in the future.
Truly, the amount of beauty and talent that passed through my humble doors was kinda mind-blowing. There were artists, writers, musicians, fashion designers, stylists, entrepreneurs like David Jargowsky, whose extreme pogo stick, called the Flybar, is featured in the next OK Go video, and so many others, including two of my dearest friends who flew all the way across the country to be there. I can only hope I justified their love.
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