Last night was the Bravo Christmas party. I wish that I could report this morning that there was some sort of mayhem involving opium, a candy cane, and Sir Tim Gunn, but it was all pretty legit and nice.
There was a big raffle with prizes aplenty. Our boss Lauren lerves a raffle, and we have been conditioned to be very excited about them, too. Why is it so fun to pick names out of a bowl and give prizes? It just IS, people. Try it. There was a ton of champagne and everybody got a 2008 edition of Zagat's NYC restaurant guide. Who doesn't need that, seriously?
It was a nice party, but can we all agree that when it comes right down to it, work Christmas parties are always a little weird? A little stilted? Once at a CBS Morning Show Christmas party a colleague stumbled over in her (always) too high heels and said "I just want you to know I don't hate you because you're gay."
"Thank you," I said. She meant it as a compliment. So that was sweet of her to say so. I had another year where my pre-Bravo boss became furious at me (for something I don't remember) as we were walking out the door together to attend the party. Furious. It was not a fun party that year. I had another pre-Bravo boss who was so drunk by the very end of the night that I had to become his nursemaid. Joy to the world!
People were saying last night that MTV Networks throws amazing, blowout Christmas parties, but for the record, I'm good with our 3-hour Bravo cocktail party. I don't need a blowout work Christmas party. Our music was decent. They played "Mesopotamia" and Madonna, which pleased me. I spent the entire night feeling like I had horrible breath and trying not to get drunk or full because I had a dinner to go to downtown. I had 3 glasses of champers which seemed to not affect my system or my breath.
Around the time that the "Top Chef" Holiday Bonanza began, I traipsed to La Focaccia, a neighborhood haunt that is something of a Regal Beagle to me, especially at Christmastime. It sits on the perfect corner (Bank St and West 4th) of the West Village with a big ass Christmas Tree smack in the middle. It is a super romantic spot, too. Trust me.
And what did you think of the "Top Chef" special, I wonder? Was there anyone you wished had competed but wasn't on the show?