This is devastating news and, no, I am not insinuating that Ed Westwick, aka my 2nd favorite dirty British boy, is gay. He’s not, I mean, he might be, but I don’t think so and that’s not the point. This little piece of news is particularly devastating because Ed Westwick was at a gay bar last night that I have frequented in the past. Last night he was spotted hanging out at Marie’s Crisis on Christopher Street in the West Village. For those who don’t know it’s a lovingly, divey piano bar where both gays and girls who love showtunes go to sing around the piano. It’s mildly tragic at times, but everyone there tends to be really nice and it totally wins you over to be around people like that.
Living in NYC, you know there are celebrities all over the place, just not in your little version of NY. Seriously, depending on your salary, field of employment, subculture and vice preference, there are thousands of different “kinds” of NYC. My New York City doesn’t have real life celebrities in it…until now…on a night when I was at home baking cookies. Shoot me now.