2012 October 5
It's Sergio time! This week, he's taking in the new Steel Magnolias, a whirlwind of a Tuesday, and enough music recs to make your head spin (and your ears happy)...
An evening with Madonna, Mariah and Brooke Shields. I know, it sounds like the Seventh Sign, right? Let me explain… after work I rushed over to Cookshop in Chelsea for a dinner with friends: Joe from Epic Records (who is also Mariah Carey’s biggest fan and the publicist to Oh Land, Paloma Faith, and Karmin); Darren, a publicist from EMI Records who works with Kylie “I’m not worthy” Minogue; and Julie Vadnal, associate editor at ELLE. I won’t bore you with the nitty gritty details of our self-obsessed dinner topics, except to say that they included Barry’s Bootcamp (yawn), the dating world and all the reasons why you should stay single for the rest of your life, and celebs we loathe (don’t even get me started, LGG). Here’s where it turned… interesting. Joe and I picked up our long-running “who’s better—Madonna or Mariah?" shouting match. Our two friends looked on in horror as we went back and forth. The low point came when I tried my hardest to out-yell Joe, as Brooke Shields (looking spectacular) and her daughter passed our table and gave us the dirtiest look. Suddenly, I knew we’d gone too far… What Would Madonna Do?
My day in a nutshell: woke up at 7 a.m., watched The Daily Show and an episode of Golden Girls, turned my closet upside down looking for a pair of white jeans which were, it turned out, at the dry cleaners, called a car service to check on THE BOSS’ car pick up and confirmed her reservation for a morning meeting at Café Luxembourg, slugged two cappuccinos before 10 a.m., followed by two English Breakfast teas for myself and six more for THE BOSS, moved at least 60 pages of December copy between JoCo’s office and the rest of the team after her approvals, sent her off to a lunch meeting at Michael’s, and ran off to lunch at ABA (not related to the Swedish ABBA) with my friend Hilary from Interscope Records for the best Turkish grub in the city. Then, I organized a long-overdue haircut for JoCo courtesy of her fave coiffeur Ryan of Marie Robinson salon, followed by four internal back-to-back meetings, an eye doctor appointment, and made sure THE BOSS returned 16 call-backs to everyone who reached out and wanted to touch her. We were done by 7 p.m., at which point I got her into a cab for a dinner at the U.N., and rushed off to to Sushi of Gari for a dinner with my friend Alex of Ferragamo, who showed up 30 minutes late (aarggh!), followed by Pitch Perfect with Adele look-a-like and my second fave Aussie (behind Kylie) Rebel Wilson. On my way home I got a craving for Roman Raspberry Talenti ice cream, which went really well with a DVD of Roman Holiday starring Audrey Hepburn. Enough about me, what did you do?
My friend Jeremy, Marie Claire’s bookings director, is obsessed with Steel Magnolias. (He’s from the South, so what did you expect?) He’s probably seen the original at least a few hundred times and can recite the entire film line by line (He ought to put that on his resume under “Skills”, right?!). So when I was invited to the premiere of Lifetime’s remake of the film starring Phylicia Rashad, Alfre Woodard, Jill Scott and Queen Latifah, I knew he was the only person who would appreciate this masterpiece as much as me. Jeremy barely contained the excitement. He kept referring to the stars of the cast as their most famous roles: Phylicia as Mrs. Huxtable (The Cosby Show), Latifah as Khadijah James (Living Single) and Alfre Woodard as Geechee (Cross Creek). After the film, we headed over to The Terrace Room at The Plaza Hotel for the after-party. All the stars came for cocktails and an endless buffet of everything your heart desired. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Abby Lee Miller of Dance Moms. (I KNOW!) I made a beeline, introduced myself and asked for a photo, to which she replied, "You need to hurry up, I’m starving."
Ellie Goulding’s brand new album Halcyon is finally in my hands and I am as giddy as a fat kid at Dylan’s Candy Bar. I recently got to spend some time with Ellie at the Electric Lady Studios down in the West Village, while she was mastering the album with Tom Elmhirst (who just happened to be the same guy who worked on Adele’s 19, Lily Allen’s Alright, Still and Amy Winehouse’s Back To Black). I was completely blown away by what I heard. The next few hours of my day will be spent glued to my headphones dissecting every song. Hopefully seeing my smiling face inspired Ellie to write a song or two about me…
Obsessed: Adele's glorious contribution to the new James Bond film, "Skyfall", Beyonce’s baby sister Solange, is back with “Losing You”, her funkiest song yet; Bruno Mars’ homage to Sting & The Police “Locked Out Of Heaven”; Pet Shop Boys and their new chillout masterpiece “Leaving”; “Echo” by England’s “it” indie chick Foxes; Cher Lloyd’s latest pop sing-along “Oath”; “Rolling Stone” from the coolest Canadian R&B crooner The Weeknd; and lastly, the video I have patiently waited for, dreamed of and finally got, “How To Be A Heartbreaker” by my favorite Brit, Marina and the Diamonds. Download and get ready to become obsessed. Catch you next week, until then, follow me on Twitter @SergioKletnoy for the latest in pop culture.
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