I had been invited to a party for Jonathan Adler's new store. I like Jonathan's designs so much that I even have one of his lamps (bought on sale!) in my living room. Plus, Jonathan's partner Simon was going to be there, and the two of them are a happy, dapper couple whose joie de vivre is genuinely inspiring. The invitation also promised stars of the hit FOX drama Prison Break. I don't watch much television, and aside from Paul Krugman I am unimpressed by celebrity. So, you know, no big whoop on that end.
But then I asked Margaret if she was going to go to the party. She told me that the male lead is a former English major and something of a homebody. A lad who likes to stay home and read? Be still my heart! I began to get nervous about the whole thing, not because he is Hunky McBuff but because he is a book nerd. I am embarrassed to admit that I thought far too much about what I would say to Mr. Prison Break if Margaret introduced us. Would I come off like a jerk because I'm not a Prison Break fangirl? Would I bring up Lady Chatterley's Lover? Or worse, would I be Aschenbach to his Tadzio, silently observing (brainy) beauty from afar? Or would he realize that the whole Mann allusion is a broken one anyway since I am not old and he is not 14 and we're not in Venice anyway?
But when the party finally happened, it turned out that Mr. Prison Break was not attending after all (though some of his co-stars did). I wound up nibbling cookies, coveting pottery, falling in love with Simon and Jonathan and then hobbling to the subway before finally jumping into bed with a good book.
But then I asked Margaret if she was going to go to the party. She told me that the male lead is a former English major and something of a homebody. A lad who likes to stay home and read? Be still my heart! I began to get nervous about the whole thing, not because he is Hunky McBuff but because he is a book nerd. I am embarrassed to admit that I thought far too much about what I would say to Mr. Prison Break if Margaret introduced us. Would I come off like a jerk because I'm not a Prison Break fangirl? Would I bring up Lady Chatterley's Lover? Or worse, would I be Aschenbach to his Tadzio, silently observing (brainy) beauty from afar? Or would he realize that the whole Mann allusion is a broken one anyway since I am not old and he is not 14 and we're not in Venice anyway?
But when the party finally happened, it turned out that Mr. Prison Break was not attending after all (though some of his co-stars did). I wound up nibbling cookies, coveting pottery, falling in love with Simon and Jonathan and then hobbling to the subway before finally jumping into bed with a good book.
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