have been too busy to get an HNT photo up this week. sorry to disappoint! instead i have my brother's latest foray into nativity alteration. when we were little we'd always re-arrange them or hide the baby jesus or line the wise men up against the trees to make them look like they were taking a piss or something. this year, i have to say, he's out done himself. my brother really is the funniest person on the planet. or at least a close third to jon stewart and ellen.
re: taye...a couple times a year i volunteer to work the galas that my friend's dance company has. this year, taye was the guest of honor. usually the celebrity gives a little talk and then takes off before the reception (cough*derekjeter*cough). however, taye, like the great man he is, knows a good party and stayed all night. it was a black tie event but all the old people really let loose once you get a few drinks in them. we were only needed at the beginning of the party so were free to play most the time and of course, we hit the dance floor. we stared at taye for a while and drooled. then we wiped ourselves up and got right up next to him, which is fine, but it impeded our staring capabilities. in fact, we could barely look at him for fear that he'd read our minds and figure out we were going to drag him into the bathroom and have our way with him. it was hilarious. taye, some company dancers, us, and some really old people sporting 1.5 mil in jewelry all dancing together. oh, if only i'd had my camera! someone from the NYPost was there but it was probably reporting only to put a ditty on the business pages to feature how generous CEO of X company is for being so involved or whatnot. his wife edina showed up towards the end of the evening, permanently quashing any kidnapping/raping plans that had been floating around in my head. ZUT ALOR!
i've actually waited on taye and edina a couple times at the soho house. they're sweet as can be. my only gripe...he called me ma'am at one point. ugh. makin me feel old...