I am most asked about my spontaneous duet with Dennis Rodman. Click on the above link to read an interview in Around Wellington magazine for the story.
Art Basel Miami Beach | The Art of Parties, Day Three
With all the fairs opened and all the weather-delayed New Yorkers safely deposited in Miami, Thursday was primed to kick the party circuit into high gear. Despite a Swiss Institute/Bally party in Wynwood rumored to have cost half a million dollars (presumably spent on the laser show and on Peaches, who performed on the shoulders of a naked transvestite), the cab ride across the causeway was out of the question for most partygoers. This was more a matter of practicality than anything else, considering the door hell promised by the evening’s most buzzed about event: the MOMA PS1/Interview magazine pool spectacular at the Delano. Ninety minutes before the performance, conceived by Mariah Robertson, was scheduled to begin, the receiving area behind the hotel’s shrubbery resembled a military state. For a moment even MOMA’s Klaus Biesenbach was stranded on the other side.
At the stroke of 11:30 (not midnight, as originally planned, due to the South Florida’s austere partying laws) the first performer entered the pool area: a lone bagpiper, followed by an assortment of nudists. The potpourri of festive peoples went on and on, with conga lines of Mariachis and carnival entertainers circling the water, and a Jewish barbershop quartet’s providing an old South Beach score. The aquatic component prompted the question: isn’t freestyle synchronized swimming an oxymoron? After curtain, the voice of god suggested that guests “shouldn’t” proceed to the ocean, bring Champagne and disrobe. Most didn’t need to be told not to do that, because it was a cold and windy night—but enough did disobey to keep it going another hour or so. Only in Miami, kids.
I was in the "Jewish Barbership Quartet"! Crazy night -- only in Miami!
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