Heroes and Granny Panties

I went to bed with my pajama top on inside-out and this is what happened to make the night so unforgettable. 

First- Let me say, Thursday turned out to be my last day of work. I got irritated and slipped out at 4pm. The wind on my bike ride home was a little rough and I knew I needed to drink a lot and celebrate so I made the call to subway/taxi later in the dark of drunken-night. 

Also let me say, I've got a few entertainers that I go to anything I can that they do. I don't care if it's in an abandoned church or some weird restaurant or in their own apartment- I am a devoted fan. 

I set out around 7pm. I took the over-crowded 6 train down to K-Mart at Astor place. The subway stops right under the K-Mart. Glamour. 

I went to find some granny panties, because me and Ann wanted our Hero, Bridget Everett to sign some for us. I got two pair of big, soft pink, silky ones. 

I got my panties and a fresh Sharpie and headed to a celebration happy hour for one of my old and best Pat Field co-workers. It was lovely and fitting that we both had our last days of our jobs on the same day. 

It was nice to meet new PF girls and see some of the ones who have been hanging in there since I jumped ship. I had a Coney Island beer then had to leave them to walk back to Astor to Joe's Pub for the Bridget show. 

I was pretty early because I think I'm always pretty early. For everything. I was sitting on the steps outside of Joe's Pub noticing tons of people on bicycles. Hardly anyone had any lights. Thought about tweeting about that, but who am I to nag people about their lawlessness? 

Ann showed up and we went in after laughing about how she tweeted that she washed her tampon string for this. We had great seats, as always. When the show started we didn't know Ben Stiller and his cute wife were in there, nor did we realize Lili Taylor from Pecker and Say Anything was right behind us. They were all really cute, but who cares because Bridget is the star. 

We got a shout-out from Bridget, because we're her two-wo-man fan-club. 

A bit later in the show, Bridget got a little flustered and had to announce that Patti Lupone had just entered the room. She was at our table! B loves P and P loves B. Big time. Here's a screenshot:

Patti came up and did a number on stage and was the first person up on her feet cheering at the end of the show. I'm not super-into B'way or Patti, but I knew I had some granny panties and sharpies in my tote bag so I asked Patti to sign a pair for Bridget. 

I cream for Bridget

Then we got brave and went to the backstage area and acted fucking cool so nobody would suspect we didn't belong there. Bridget's other super-fan Jeremy came out and we told him about the show at Fire Island this weekend and told him he's got to get on Twitter. 

Eventually B. came out and I gave her the Patti autographed panties and asked her to sign my other pair. She wrote wonderful things on both sides and the crotch. 

You should know... I also have a collection of granny panties decorated by Amy Sedaris. Now I've got this collection. This morning I realized one of my proudest possessions may be my autographed granny panty collection. Definitely. 

Meep! 

We discussed the weekend's Fire Island plans and got semi-invited to the bar where B. and her friends and some of the band were going. I walked to the bar with someone not keen on local entertainer identities or hair-fixing. 

I picked the wrong drink at the bar but it was fun. I semi-interviewed the man who makes all of Bridget's costumes. I like to talk to people about making things. We talked about their process and we talked about his sewing background. I wish I remembered more details. 

The highlight of my month may be that at the veeery end of the night B. put her number in my phone. She put her number in my phone! 

Oh! So then I got in this taxi. He brought me home and I did think about telling him to take me to get something delicious but it was like 1:30am and I don't need to do scandals but I did go to the corner bodega/deli and LET THEM make me a sandwich that I would never ever purchase nor eat from such an establishment in the sober light of day. 

And today I woke up and realized my pajama top was on inside out. 

I love last night! 

Celeb Sighting: SJP

Last night we went to this show, and we had a celebrity sighting worth writing home about.

It's funny that I worked for the lady who dressed the SATC ladies the during time they were working on the SATC movies, but I never saw any of the four main characters up close - I saw some in the street filming but that's it, I think. I saw the clothes up close. Some of the clothes accessories may appear in my nightmares indefinitely.

Last night this changed. We saw her come into the theatre, smiling, looking for her friends.
She sat down right in front of me. She is beyond tiny. The Sex and the City fan in me said "Wow, I can leave NYC now." 
I remember back in 2001 & 2002 in my college apartment, we were one of the few homes that had HBO. People were pretty much sworn to silence to have the privilege of coming over to watch on Sunday night when a new episode premiered. This was before DVR's and everything you saw on TV being online the next day.

Seeing her felt much more casual than it would have ten years ago.


I was wearing this:


And Matt looked like this:


And the show was amazzzzing! 
She clapped enthusiastically throughout - sometimes with her hands held up high over her head.
Had I gotten near her, I would have simply thanked her for supporting Obama how she's doing. Love 4ever. 

The Leslie Hall show

I'm just going to put my favorite 3 and you can go to Flickr if you want more.

1. Leslie has lost weight. Kind of ruining the personae.
2. I got a pic with Mona Bonez! I have spoken to her like a geek before, this was not the first time.
3. This was at least my 4th, but perhaps my 5th Leslie Hall show.

Friday I laid in bed with the feeling of a nervous breakdown breathing down my neck over not having a job. I say this, because I didn't put on a cute outfit and contribute to wardrobe_remix. Getting dressed-up and taking pics of yourself don't cost a thing! However, I was stressing out but now I feel better.

Here's me & Bonez - I'm so happy to see her!


They now have a drummer and she added a lot to the already awesome sounds and she was a real down bitch if I ever did see one. And that's the cutest drum kit you've ever laid eyes on, I know.



Bonez is the tiger on the left.


Thursday... I got some free photos taken in Bryant Park by this photographer who I met when I first moved here. He took these old pics of me. I look at this make-up and realize how much I've been taught since I got here. This was taken in June 2007.


Some fashion blog took a pic, but you rarely find out where those end up. However, Paul's photos will be given to me and I can do whatever with them. He has a big plan to retire as a photographer out west and woo his potential clients with all the fashion-y NYC girls he shot. He's seems to be doing really well, because he shot me in between fashion shows he was covering.

I love that I got a photo shoot for the cost of round-trip BUS FARE! I've been a crazy bus-rider-lady since I quit my job. When you've got the time... riding the bus it the best way to get around, and you get to see other glamorous grannies!
- And you're not blowing dough on cabs.