miss adventure

eva lucien, anthony haden-guest and the leader of the mongol hoard

i went out last night with my good friend susan anton. no, not the beautiful blonde who dated dudley moore—my friend has received hundreds of messages from people gushing about their love for the amazonian actress—but the even more famous former club kid and current vegan who seems to know everyone in new york city. she should run for mayor. this city would be much cooler.

we attended the scope art fair at lincoln center. if you have the chance to go this weekend, do it. lots of great art and photography and beautiful people acting as if they understand said art. some of it was disturbing but most of it was pretty straightforward. look for hubert kretzschmar’s fascinating photographs of a young mick jagger, and the dead boys, who were america’s answer to the sex pistols. and try to get to the food before the vultures strike. if you hesitate even a fraction of a second, nothing will be left to wrestle over.

we met up with susan’s friend, the honorable anthony haden-guest, who, when i erroneously called him lord guest, said, “no, my brother has the title.” who is his brother?

yes, that nigel tufnel. spinal tap is one of the funniest movies of all time, one i never get tired of watching. christopher guest’s tufnel is as iconic as humphrey bogart’s rick blaine and you’d be hard-pressed to find a more quotable character in cinema history.

while anthony is the elder son, his parents weren’t married when he was born and, peerage laws being what they are in england, the barony passed to christopher. i don’t think anthony cares since he’s having a grand time squiring around young women, all of whom love him. i do wonder what he was like when he was young. probably would have given george clooney a run for his money…