Last night a handful of celebrities where invited to Sarah Jessica Parker’s New York City home to attend a fundraiser for Barack Obama. The guests, including the First Lady, Aretha Franklin, Meryl Streep, and Andy Cohen sat in two rooms at two long tables decorated with flowers and votives and ate a chicken dinner for the small fee of $40,000-per-plate.
The day before Vogue Editor Anna Wintour oversaw a decorating overhaul at the Parker/Broderick home. Sources told the New York Post that Wintour wanted to clean out SJP’s “shabby chic” furniture. “Anna was going crazy about the decorating. She was having a lot furniture removed and sending all of SJP’s tchotchkes upstairs.” Some of the stuff in the house was shabby chic, and let’s just say, Anna wanted less shabby, and more chic,” the source added.
Wouldn’t you have loved to overhear that conversation between Anna Wintour and the redecorating staff? “Oh, bloody hell. Do get rid of that hideous sofa and all those statues in the bookshelves. The rugs and those awful curtains must go. Just make it look like grownups live there.”
Why didn’t Anna just have this at her own place and save everyone the hassle? You think your place is so great? Why can’t we have chicken at your house?
Call me lazy, but I wouldn’t redecorate my house for anyone, let alone the President. You are going to have to adjust to the fact that you might trip over toys and someone might vomit on you before the night ends. You want my peeps to write you a check for $40,000 for a chicken dinner? Then you better bring it. I want to see a laser show. We’re singing some karaoke songs TOGETHER. You are going to change my baby’s crap diaper. We’re going to crank call a few world leaders.