No plans tomorrow night (2/3)? Here’s an idea: Stop by East End Bar in NYC for some live music! I’ll be performing SOLO from 9:30pm to 11:30pm—and there’s no cover. Hope to see you there…

Josey Miller singing at the Bitter End

I’m not sure if they count as true “celebrity sightings” if you were all invited to the same party. But, at the very least, I’d consider last night’s Preston Bailey Celebrations book launch another Only You, New York experience.

Life-size sculptures of the event designer spinning giant disco balls on his fingers like a Harlem Globetrotter towered over the guests. And, with tabletop centerpieces like those, who else would provide the entertainment but Martha Wash and Gloria Gaynor?

Jeff and I slipped to the side of the room with our Leblon caipirinhas where we could fully absorb the dramatic space and admire the “HOT!” attire (yes, that was the official dress code)… when in walked Nate Berkus, the one and only Joan Rivers and their respective entourages. They camped out two feet in front of us and converted what we thought was our own quiet little corner into a makeshift red carpet for reporter interviews and photographers.

You may even notice us in the background of a few of the shots if you squint.

This afternoon I launched a honeymoon photo blog, and I want you to be a part of it! Read the details on We Just Clicked.

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9 Heart-Shaped Kitchen Gadgets.

In a scene stolen directly from Goldilocks and the Three Bears, the Holiday Inn hotel chain is offering “human bed warmers” to curl up under the covers in your guest room before you do. The Telegraph reports that this experimental amenity—”free five-minute bed-warming sessions”—will begin its trial in London and Manchester locations in late January.

“There’s plenty of scientific evidence to show that sleep starts at the beginning of the night when body temperature starts to drop. The decline occurs partly because the blood vessels of the hands, face and feet open up and release heat. A warm bed—approximately [68 to 75 degrees Fahrenheit]—is a good way to start this process, whereas a cold bed would inhibit sleep,” says Dr. Chris Idzikowski, director of the Edinburgh Sleep Centre.

Personally, I enjoy slipping into a crisp bed; I even flip my pillow to its cool side several times each night. But beyond the temperature factor, am I the only one who finds this amenity entirely unsanitary? Even if the “human bed warmers” will wear “special one-piece sleeper suits,” I’d still want my sheets changed before I’d lie down (hence defeating the whole purpose, I realize). Am I being a clean freak? Does a “human bed warmer” sound appealing to you? Let me know in the comments section below.

Thanks for the lead, Kyle of Carl Miller and Son real estate!

No plans tomorrow night (1/20)? Here’s an idea: Stop by East End Bar in NYC for some live music! I’ll be performing with world-renowned guitarist Emmett O’Malley from 9:30pm to 11:30pm—and there’s no cover. Hope to see you there…

Josey Miller singing at the Bitter End

Emmett O’Malley of mrnorth playing with Enrique Iglesias

New York is the only place where you can roller-skate through a stranger’s loft at 4am. New York is the only place where the shopping carts at the grocery stores don’t fit through the check-out lines. New York is the only place where the guitarist in the band also plays for Enrique Iglesias and the back-up singer also backs up Rihanna. New York is the only place where it’s not unusual if you never learned how to drive. New York is the only place where a woman can pull up a chair next to you in a complete dive and the next day you can buy one of her novels at Barnes & Noble. New York is the only place where you can glam up to see and be seen, or wear your sweatpants and feel blissfully invisible. New York is the only place where you can choose between ordering Chinese, Indian, Ethiopian, Thai, Mexican, Japanese, Italian, Vietnamese, Spanish and Barbecue—then pick up your dinner within four blocks of where you live. New York is the only place where a bar has the nerve to charge $8 for a plastic cup of Guinness. New York is the only place where you can belt out a song from your iPod as you walk down the street and no one bats an eye.

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Inappropriate or Innocent? 7 Food Products that Push the Envelope.

No plans this Tuesday night (1/12)? Here’s an idea: Stop by East End Bar in NYC for some live music! I’ll be performing with world-renowned guitarist Emmett O’Malley from 9:30pm to 11:30pm—and there’s no cover. Hope to see you there…

Josey Miller singing at the Bitter End

Emmett O’Malley of mrnorth playing with Enrique Iglesias

“Which way is, um, east?” I asked the woman with the curly, cinnamon-colored hair.

“It’s that way,” she pointed, noting our matching American accents. Despite a jacket the shade of a New York City taxi cab, she’d made her way to London all the way from Seattle. “But where are you going?”

I knew my goal of trekking from Notting Hill to Old Spitalfields Market was an ambitious one that would probably only elicit confusion.

“Just wandering.”

“Well,” she smiled knowingly, “Happy wandering then.”

And happily wander I did.

Wishing you all the happy wandering you can handle in 2010,
Josey