Barack didn’t show. Neither did Osama. And that was just fine with me. I was crushed Tyra didn’t make it, though.
Last night’s Time 100 gala celebrating the 100 most influential people in the world (as decided by, well, us) took place at the Time Warner Center. We plebes aren’t usually invited to these things, but yesterday we got to make up the peanut gallery. I went because
a) this is the closest thing we get to a company picnic
b) I’m a rabid fan of Tullis Onstott, Princeton geosciences professor
c) if there’s free finger food involving smoked salmon, I’m pretty much there.
I have to admit it was more fun than a company picnic. There were famous people. Lots of them. The ones I saw with my own two eyes: George Lucas; Tina Fey; Police Commissioner Ray Kelly; Michael J. Fox; Malcolm Gladwell; Arianna Huffington. Others who turned up: Michael Bloomberg; America Ferrara; Brian Williams; John Edwards.
My vote for coolest guest goes to Wesley Autrey, Subway Hero. You know: the guy who threw himself onto the subway tracks to save a total stranter. This smooth gentleman introduced himself to me and to my colleagues Coco and Jeninne, then proceeded to make his way around the place, smiling and handing out business cards that said, “Wesley Autrey, Subway Hero.” I swear.
Sometimes my job is cooler than yours. Sometimes.
I made like a Japanese tourist and whipped out my Canon. Below are my fabulously un-TIME-quality party pics. Photo editors, I don’t want to hear yo lip.