Musto: Suffers Bad Parties Unfoolishly
In this week's rampage, Village Voice gossip-guy Michael Musto gives out a truly charming year-end award: the worst party invites of the year.
"I'll leave you with the definition of the two worst invites of the year. First was the Big Fish premiere bash at the Hammerstein Ballroom, where the abusive doorman looked at my invite and barked, "That's not a ticket! Move to the side!" (I moved to a side street and got a cab home.) Worse was the one for the same flick's "V.I.P. after-party" at some new dive called One. After I RSVP'd, I got an e-mail saying, "To guarantee immediate entry, we ask you to reserve a table for bottle service. Bottle prices at One range from $225 to $375." Oh, really? Well brace yourselves for trenchant wit you can suck my dick for free, honey!"
