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1. You know when you're in a taxi going somewhere and you really need to pee but you're still about 20 minutes away from your destination so you just have to hold it? It's about the most stressful situation in the world. Couple that with the fact that you're 30 minutes late to catch your flight back home to New Zealand and there's a distinct possibility that you're going to miss it, so you're just about ready to pass out from the stress and pee your pants in the process. And to top it all off, I had a 15 minute phone-in job interview on the ride to the airport, while needing to pee. I've never come so close to a heart attack in my entire life. The good news is, I made the flight (though I was the last one on board and they were calling my name over the loud speakers). The bad news is, I didn't make it to the bathroom. There's a big concrete flowerpot at JFK that probably won't need watering for a while.
2. In case you were wondering why I'm coming home, I got booked for a TV show shooting in Wellington this week and next. I arrive at noon on Friday from Los Angeles and start filming at 3:00pm. Due to non-disclosure agreements I can't say much about it, but it's a travel/reality type deal. It's going to be hectic as hell but in the best possible way. I cannot wait. And I get to see my family for the holidays. Best Christmas present ever.
3. I went out pretty late for my last night in New York, and at about 3:00am I was walking out of the club with my friend Jenny when we saw Ed Westwick standing outside. She wanted to say hi, so I tapped him on the shoulder and said, 'Hey, my friend wants to meet you.' He looked at me, said, 'Of course she does,' then walked away. Amazing. He really is Chuck Bass! Either that, or a really committed method actor.
4. I'm on my flight from NYC to LA right now and it's super turbulent and the guy sitting in the seat behind me just spewed. It stinks. Good times.
5. I love a good celebrity profile that really gets the spirit of the subject, and GQ's cover story with Matt Damon is one of the best I've read in a while. Here's my favourite bit: “He’s been forthcoming—way more forthcoming, he already realizes, than he meant to be. Damon has very pointedly skewered someone—Gilroy—who he feels unfairly pumped himself up. And he regrets it. As this story is going to press, he’ll call me to clarify: “If I didn’t respect him and appreciate his talent, then I really wouldn’t have cared…. My feelings were hurt. That’s all. And that’s exactly why I shouldn’t have said anything. This is between me and him. So saying anything publicly is f***ing stupid and unprofessional and just kind of douchey of me.”
6. Mark Cox and I raised $1200 for Charity: Water on Monday night. Here's how.
7. Have you heard Somebody That I Used To Know by Gotye, featuring Kiwi singer Kimbra? Best song out right now, with the best video. Check it out.
8. Dual highlight of the day: Meeting Chloe Sevigny at the Hugo Boss Holiday Shopping Experience event, and getting to hang out with Bryan Boy again. Full post to come soon, but I'll say that Chloe Sevigny is pretty much exactly as you'd imagine – cool, well-spoken and a super fresh dresser. She was wearing a mannish suit with a black and white houndstooth shirt and she looked gangz.
9. The reason I was so late to catch my flight was because I went out for lunch after the Hugo Boss job with Ward Simmons (VP of marketing for the Americas) and Annie Starke, daughter of Glenn Close. Mother and daughter both star in a new film that premiered last night named Albert Nobbs, about an unmarried Irish woman who dresses up as a man in order to get work in 1890s Ireland. (According to Annie, it was a far more common occurrence than you'd imagine.) By all reports it's an incredible movie that took 20 years in the making, and here's a fun fact: The lyrics in the film's title song, sung by Sinead O'Connor, were written by Glenn Close herself.
10. I couldn't leave New York without saying thank you to all the people who have made the experience the best three months of my life. You guys know who you are – friends, brothers – both Australian and Dutch, surrogate mothers, the best girl-friend I've ever had, workmates, bloggers, mentors, fam, anybody who has taken a chance on me and given me an opportunity, and above all, Erika. Thank you. A thousand times thank you. I'll miss you all terribly and I cannot wait to see you again in January. Bring on 2012!
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