Tonight was a big night! I scored a last-minute invite to the opening of Not Fade Away Gallery on 20th and Broadway in NYC, which features beautiful, delicious, naughty, rock-n-roll-paradise-style candid photos of The Rolling Stones and The Beatles hanging out.
And I don’t mean the Beatles and Stones of today. I mean the fair-haired, lithe young Mick, just begging to be made out with. The jaunty, mischievous Keith, flaunting six-pack abs and the sexiest middle finger ever. McCartney killing a bass riff with a serious O face on. I mean, DROOL. I mean, MELT. I mean, I basically had a photogasm right there in the middle of the room.
There was delicious beer on tap. There were cupcakes and roast beef sandwiches — unfortunately, I did not have time to partake. AND there were celebs. Check out the footage!!!! (Ack, I should’ve uploaded these Large and not Medium.) Oh, and I decided to dress up with some super pizzazz, do you like?!
Fishnets, fur, fancy hat, faux shorty hairdo…lots of F’ing
The stunning and effortlessly cool Alexandra and Theodora Richards, the night’s hostesses and guest DJs. This is what happens when your mom is a sporty-fresh American supermodel and your father is a devilishly charming rock god. And there’s Steven Van Zandt of Springsteen and Sopranos fame; very nice guy, and a total music genius!
Soul/doo-wop legend Ronnie Spector. Still cool; in fact, she out-cooled some of the beautiful younguns. I should’ve told her that she TOTALLY rocked it in that Eddie Money song 
American Idol alum Constantine Maroulis is about to star in the Broadway hair metal musical “Rock Of Ages;” you know I’m trying to get tickets to that shiz!!! He’s from Bergen County, where I’ve lived my whole life! Shout outz to Wyckoff!!
If a girl’s not careful, she could get addicted to this ridiculousness…but not to worry. I took off my glam face, deflated my hair, scarfed down Chinese with my parents, and I’m about to go to bed as the same schleppy girl who left the house this morning. Until the next adventure, my loves!!!
