Cast Blog: #WWHL

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Party Party!

‘Tis the End of the Eighth Season

Ask, Believe, Receive A Kiss From Andy

Wish Upon a Giggy

Giving Thanks to WWHL

Weathering the Storm

Blue Cheese and Blunders

Pranks for the Memories

The Devil's Contraption

Jill Zarin Gets Fiesty on 'WWHL'

A Researcher's Dream!

To 300 More!

Watch What Happens Fire!

We're Back and Full of Surprises!

'Gossip Girl' Star Makes a Cameo on 'Watch What Happens Live'

The Weirder the Pair, The Better!

The Queen of Puns

Here Since the Beginning

The Housewife Wannabe

Bedazzled Legs, Anyone?

...And Nordstrom!

Why We Like Mike

When a Ginger Man Loves a Woman

The Locomotion!

The Body Roll

Take This Lollipop

Normal Office Conversation

From the Sky

Things I Need to Tell You

Happy Summer!

Andy's Career Advice

My Book!

How Did This Happen?

A Bravolebrity Bonanza

Viewer Mail: Andy Pleads the Fifth on Martha Stewart

Back from Vacation!

Pancakes!

Wednesday Morning

R.I.P.

Getting Myself in Gear

Viewer Mail: Andy's Most Difficult Guest

Party Party!

Andy recalls some epic party moments.

Last night was one of those true one-of-a-kind, pinch yourself Manhattan evenings. About seventy stories above the city, friends gathered at the Rainbow Room to wish Nathan Lane a Happy Birthday. The room was full with laughter and people dressed up and music from a big band and warmed by the city lights around us, the stars above us, and love everywhere.

There was a full-scale show, performances paying tribute to the birthday boy featuring a cast of legends: Elaine Stritch, Patti LuPone, Neil Simon, Mel Brooks, Matthew Broderick, Julie Halston, Marc Shaiman, Scott Whittman, Mario Cantone, and Bette Midler (among others). Each performance was truly remarkable - each very personal and full of love, life and humor, like the man they honored.

When you share the down elevator with Stanley Donen, Elaine May, the Seinfelds, and Kitty Carlisle Hart, you know you've been to an interesting party. I felt lucky to be there.

I went to bed dreaming of parties past and future. I love parties so much. (Of course I love the Bravo series "Party/Party" too.) I hate missing them and I love throwing them.

For my 25th birthday party, my pal Graciela threw me a surprise party that was no surprise at all. I helped her plan the entire thing, including the guest list, food, music and what the excuse would be that would get me to my apartment at 9pm on a Saturday night. Leaving dinner at Florent that night, my friend announced that he had to go number 2, couldn't do that in public places, and since I lived around the corner we had to go to my place.

I got very nervous and didn't put up the screaming fight I would have had I not fully known that a party awaited me. By the time we got to my pad I was trembling with fear that I was going to unlock my door and have to perform, to ACT surprised in front of 60 friends happy to surprise me. I needn't have worried because I actually WAS surprised - by the experience of having 60 people smiling and screaming at me when I walked in the door. It was SHOCKING. Actually terrifying.

There were some surprise elements to the party that Grac had kept to herself so that I would have something new to chew on. Like the fact that she had her hair done (bouffant!), that she would be changing outfits every hour (endless party dresses!), that our pal Lee was going to come in drag (his drag name was Monica LaMonica and it was scary), and that everyone would be getting fake tattoos at midnight. It was fun.

A few years later, Graciela moved to LA and decided to throw me a "June Ball" at her place. My birthday is in June, which I always considered a very yellow month. Our thinking amounted to the following equation: June + Yellow = June Ball! All the guests were required to wear yellow and all of the food we served was yellow. That consisted of "Peeps", Bananas, Lemon-icy vodka shots, Lemonheads, and more "peeps!" For me, the June Ball was the party of the year. Jennifer Aniston showed up (not wearing yellow) with Kathy Najimy - I had no clue who Aniston was (it was year 1 of "Friends") but I gave her a huge kiss and hug (I was the birthday boy!) and Grac and I got a couple years of mileage out of the story. I still get use out my yellow sequin tails.

The following year Grac hosted a 30th disco party for our pal Bruce to celebrate his 31st birthday party. (Yes it was a 30th party on his 31st - long story.) Everyone was in disco duds, and I had somehow seen to it that ROOM 222 star and 70's icon Karen Valentine showed up! K-Va in the house! It was a smash.

I returned Grac's favor and threw her a party a few years later in New York City before she got married; I like to fool myself into thinking I started a trend. The party was a "Gay Shower" whose point was to bid adieu to the diva we loved as she headed off to marriage and the Upper East Side. Grac arrived in full hair and makeup with a big red lollipop, there were no other women allowed, she got amazing gifts including a rain poncho from Dollywood, and Bob Morris wrote a genius Talk of the Town piece about the whole thing for The New Yorker.

I've thrown some doozy Christmas parties and they're usually good because I love my friends and putting them together under one small roof is a joy. We've had some great cameos too. One year the "Lady" Bunny arrived with Chrissie Hynde in tow. She sat on my bed. (!) Another time, "Team Guido" from "The Amazing Race" turned up; their timing was great for me, but not for them. The series had ended the night before, they were the nasty gay villains of the show, and thus everyone treated them like nasty gay villains. They became the party scapegoats.

When I woke up this morning I started thinking about all the truly awful parties I've thrown... which is another blog entirely.

Ask, Believe, Receive A Kiss From Andy

WWHL’s Research PA dishes on one seriously unique work week.

Hey guys! My name is Laura and I’m a Research Production Assistant here at WWHL. For the first 3 seasons on this unbeweavable show, I was the permanently glittered hands crafting the crazy fun props and prizes gifted to the guests. You name it, I’ve bedazzled it! (No but seriously: pacifier, pickle, ‘fro pick, condoms, whip, hookah, mannequin leg...the list goes on!) This past season, I closed down my crafting corner and now I have the pleasure of helping Megan, Christie, and Lindsey with research and interactive. Every night, I get to read all of your amazing questions for our guests and help make sure that Andy’s got a stellar selection on his cards. But who cares about me?! On to this crazy week of shows!

Sunday: Kim and Reza did NOT disappoint.  They served up some wig wearin’, stache sportin’, truth tellin’ realness.  Kim rocked “The Farrah” like only she can, not to be outdone by Reza’s gloriously quaffed upper lip.  I swear that man’s mustache is the 8th wonder of the world...

There’s something so refreshing about two guests truly unafraid to tell it like it is and it makes for great TV.  Reza musta had Santa on the brain ‘cause he couldn’t keep from dropping those Ho, Ho, Hos! And say what you will about Kim, but that lady just wants to be home with her hot hubby and you can’t hate a ho for that!  

Monday: Let’s be real for a second: I’m 23 and I’m not even gonna PRETEND to be ashamed that I used to drink up every drama filled minute of Laguna Beach and The Hills. So of course I was LIVING for Kristin Cavallari’s confession that it was a big pile of producer induced drama. Shocking? Eh, not really. Exhilarating for the teen in me? Abso-freaking-lutely. There’s no shame in my game, hunny!




Taylor Armstrong was on her absolute A-game and she totally wins for my favorite one liner of the week: “The only thing uglier than a drunk woman is a drunk woman’s 40-yr-old ass flying through the air!” And please let us not forget the arm wrestling. Oh my word, the arm wrestling.  

Epic.  

Tuesday: Truly, there are no words for the amazingness that was the luscious lipped Lisa Rinna and Jeff Lewis and therefore I simply gift you with this kisstacular clip:




You’re welcome. 

Wednesday: I really think that one of the things that is so unique about WWHL is our unexpected guest combos. You never know who will end up in those chairs!  So when I saw ‘Carmen Electra and Billy Ray Cyrus’ on the calendar, my achy breaky heart skipped an achy breaky beat.

When Carmen slinked into the studio I couldn’t believe how amazing she looked. Does that woman age?! She was KILLIN’ it all night long complete with sex appeal and sock bun. I admit I was bummed when Billy Ray plead the fifth on the Miley Ex-BF question. I mean really, who wasn’t hoping for a little juice on a JoBro?! But fear not! Carmen saved the day (and all the imaginary swimmers) by teaching Andy and Billy to patrol the beach, slow mo style!

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Thursday: Apparently agelessness is going around because Jane Fonda looks SPECTACULAR. She and Sandra paired up for the perfect storm of hilarity and the show ended with my favorite new holiday tradition: Secret Sandra! 

And may I just add that the legendary, Oscar winning, fitness flaunting Miss Fonda went home wearing a menorah hat? So yeah, my life is complete. 


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Love and Light ;)
Laura