That's my brother. He is awesome. This is minutes before we walked inside that sparkling magical theater to watch the sparkling magical Rockettes kick their sparkling magical heels into the air with sparkling magical precision.
This is how close we were to the Rockettes (and Santa). Considering the size of Radio City, this is like being on the actual stage. The show was absolutely incredible and we had the great honor of touring Radio City Music Hall's massive backstage with the tallest Rockette, my brother's friend, as our guide. I was speechless.
Regional in the Upper West Side which was super tasty and a great deal. Unlimited mimosas for $6! I think I laughed the entire time. I'm not sure how I ate my delicious omelet without choking to death. My brother has handsome, witty, talented and genuinely kind friends and I was so happy to meet them. You know it's going to be a good time when one friend walks into the restaurant and pulls out a copy of Patti LuPone's memoir and proceeds to sing gay scales (gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gaaaaay!).
All images courtesy my iPhone (and Hipstamatic).