This Weekend's Debauchery
Friday, April 20, 2007
L ast night I attended a gallery opening of a family friend. Overall rating – 7. Is it so wrong of me to critique his art poorly? It isn’t my style but I like it a little bit. The reason really is not his art per se, but the curator itself. The canvases were not properly positioned and too much direct light affected some of the artwork.
I am always fashionably late at these kinds of events because I want people to see me when I walk in (it might be a Gemini thing) and I want the second rounds of fresh shrimp and cheese and other hors-d’oeuves. I feel as though, the first round is not so fresh because the waiters end up walking aimlessly around the gallery, trying to force feed some of the anorexic ladies and the second rounds means that – YES it is a mouth-watering and people want more.
I walked in, 30 minutes late and NO waiters, no bartenders – self-service. Who are they kidding? The cheap bastard told me that it wasn’t in the budget. Then I suggested next time he should get some of his students (He teaches art history at NYU) to do the work. I saw the entire gallery in less than 20 minutes. I was not impressed with the elephant head and the penises all over the painting. I will admit the cool thing about it was that you really had to look into the picture to see them- it was very graphic design[ish].
I left my parents there and met up with the architect for a quick happy hour. All I have to say is that it was quick. I was in bed 10p.
So this weekend I will be doing the following:
Friday – I want to stay low-key. A beer [or two] and a movie. I absolutely love Fridays because I like staying home and get my sleep on for Saturday nights.
Saturday – I am heading down to Sandy Hook with my dogs…they love going to the beach and in the evening I will be at several bars, no bars are confirmed. A little madness is planned. Trust me.
Sunday – Brunch with the Writer in Soho. Perhaps some window-shopping on 5th because I am too broke to even buy a key holder from Louis Vuitton.
It may not sound so eventful but between shopping and drinking I get tired. Don’t worry, I always make time for my yoga.
I am always fashionably late at these kinds of events because I want people to see me when I walk in (it might be a Gemini thing) and I want the second rounds of fresh shrimp and cheese and other hors-d’oeuves. I feel as though, the first round is not so fresh because the waiters end up walking aimlessly around the gallery, trying to force feed some of the anorexic ladies and the second rounds means that – YES it is a mouth-watering and people want more.
I walked in, 30 minutes late and NO waiters, no bartenders – self-service. Who are they kidding? The cheap bastard told me that it wasn’t in the budget. Then I suggested next time he should get some of his students (He teaches art history at NYU) to do the work. I saw the entire gallery in less than 20 minutes. I was not impressed with the elephant head and the penises all over the painting. I will admit the cool thing about it was that you really had to look into the picture to see them- it was very graphic design[ish].
I left my parents there and met up with the architect for a quick happy hour. All I have to say is that it was quick. I was in bed 10p.
So this weekend I will be doing the following:
Friday – I want to stay low-key. A beer [or two] and a movie. I absolutely love Fridays because I like staying home and get my sleep on for Saturday nights.
Saturday – I am heading down to Sandy Hook with my dogs…they love going to the beach and in the evening I will be at several bars, no bars are confirmed. A little madness is planned. Trust me.
Sunday – Brunch with the Writer in Soho. Perhaps some window-shopping on 5th because I am too broke to even buy a key holder from Louis Vuitton.
It may not sound so eventful but between shopping and drinking I get tired. Don’t worry, I always make time for my yoga.
