Lately, it seems that everywhere we look people are talking about things happening on the west coast.  MTV’s “The Hills” is supposedly the new “Sex and the City”, every show on cable reality tv is set in Cali, and two of our friends are packing up and moving out there this week.  We for one are not impressed by L.A., Malibu, Orange County, Hollywood, Beverly Hills, etc. etc.  Last night further proved the cluelessness of such dwellers.  At Merc Bar in Soho, a couple in their late 30s from L.A. started chatting to us.  They were asking the obvious questions on what’s fun to do, where to go, and what our favorite places were.  Then they started asking us about the Hamptons.  It became obvious that the only knowledge they had on the area came directly from the VH1 special on it this summer.  Which brings us to:

At one point in the conversation this came out of the man’s mouth: “I mean like, where is it? Like which direction from here?….So, could we walk like there or no?”  (not joking).  We didn’t know how to respond to this nor do we know what to say about it today.  We thought this kind of cluelessness was bottled up in the midwest and great plains area, but people living in L.A.?!  It is just another example of why the city of angels is a place to visit but not reside.  Besides the obvious retardation coming out in the question, any man over 23 that uses “like” that many times just doesn’t deserve our air space.  We pointed them to the east and bid them safe travels.

The sleepy village of Quogue normally flies under the radar of the Hamptons, avoiding the trappings of high profile residents and public scrutiny that all to often beget other townships like Southampton. In Quogue, you won’t find P. Diddy, or share houses, or hours of traffic congestion. This WASP nest has managed to retain its exclusive community feel for decades and residents won’t be looking to let up anytime soon.

So when a village resident recently filed a 4 million dollar civil rights lawsuit against the village alleging widespread police misconduct, and created an accompanying online public message board asking people to sound-off on the police force, it was much more activity than usual for Quogue.

But perhaps the most curious development in Quogue this summer has been taking place at the Quogue Inn. The bar at the Inn, which once served as a local watering hole for residents and their guests, now has new owners, has been remodeled, clubbed out, and renamed the Q. The new decor at the Q is a bizarre visual assault of South Beach meets Southampton, and there is a DJ the spins on Fridays and Saturdays. But that’s only the beginning…One of the partners/investors in the Q is gay, and has been attracting a gay crowd to the Q on Fridays all summer long. So far this has been kept on the down-low, however, with the owners pushing to make the Q a destination point in the Hamptons, people are starting to catch on to the ongoings on Friday nights, and it will be interesting to see how this plays out.

If you are going to be in Rio anytime soon, then Club Baronetti is the place to go Thursday through Saturday night after you have soaked in the rays at Ipenema Beach during the day. Currently the hottest club in Rio, the first floor contains the main dance area where the DJ spins house and techno music till 5am. The second floor is VIP tables and the upstairs DJ spins more of a hip hop themed offering. If you want a table upstairs, ask for Carol at the door, she’s the Amy Sacco of Brazilian nightlife…

This video was taken recently on the first floor during a raging Thursday night.

The “Oracle of Omaha” turns 77 today. We bet he has a Dairy Queen sundae to celebrate.

So Sam Mason’s Tailor is finally starting to kindof open at 525 Broome st. Mr. Mason is of course the renowned pastry chef from WD-50s.  After all the hoopla we will be the ones dying to try his unusual creations.  What’s all the fuss about? ”The big idea at Tailor: to blur preconceived notions of what a drinks/dinner/dessert experience should entail.” (from UrbanDaddy).  He is mixing things like foie gras with peanut butter.  We are big fans of the whole salty/sweet idea, and while many think this place will fall on its ass after one month, we are going to be on the optimistic side.  Eater posted the menu which is broken up in 3 categories: sweet dishes, salty dishes, and cocktails.   At least we know the desserts and drinks will be okay (he took Even Freeman with him to run the drink menu). 

TAILOR
SALTY DISHES
Foie gras, chocolate, peanut butter, pear, $15
Mackerel, avocado-pistachio, watermelon, black olive, $14
Peeky toe crab, smoked pineapple, basil, $14
Duck tartar, marjoram pesto, cherry, $12
Pork belly, miso butterscotch, artichoke, $14
Passionfruit poached char, lime pickle, coconut, $12

SWEET DISHES
Tomato-peach, black sesame ice cream, lime, shiso, $11
Caramel panna cotta, corn sorbet, chocolate soil, $11
Local blueberries, yogurt ice cream, black olive cake, $11
Meyer lemon curd, blackberry, basil meringue, $11
Ceder crème brulee, frozen tangerine, basil, $11
Soft chocolate, smoked banana, crunchy nutmeg, $11

COCKTAILS
Bazooka—vodka, bubble gum cordial, house sour, $13
Pan Pacific—shochu, thai basil, calamansi, coconut water, $14
Cascade—gin, cascade hops, martini bianco, $13
Violet Fizz—gin, lemon, lime, cream, egg white, crème de violette, $15
Paprika Punch—rum, bell pepper lemonade, molasses, $14
Crumble—brown butter rum, pink clove, scrumpy, $13
Bohemio—tequila, becherovka, naranya agria, $12
Agua Verde—equila, tomatillo, cilantro, habenero, $14
Good Ol—Boy – bourbon, smoked coke, preserved lemon, $12
Blood & Sand—scotch, sweet vermouth, bitter orange sorbet, red bach, $14
Charantais—walnut cognac, dandelion cointreau, lemon, $14
Antoine—Sazarac – cognac, peyshaud, absinthe, $15

Watching Serena Williams last night we couldn’t help getting over her massive SIZE as well as her massive earrings. We love Ser but how can she play with those things dangling around? It’s a shame the photo above didn’t capture her jewlery better, or the pink pompoms on her socks to complete this ridiculous outfit. She just barely defeated Italy’s Maria Elena Camerin in the 2nd round of the last night women’s singles. Camerin, btw, is adorable.

It’s not surprising that the editor of the number one fashion magazine would have good taste. Anna Wintour knows. when. something. looks. good., and 25 year old Swiss Tennis Pro Roger Federer is no exception. Wintour, an avid tennis player herself, wears Federer around her arm as well as any de la Renta gown she’s donned. Her affection for the young tennis star is anything but secret. Last Thursday, months after making him the cover boy of the Men’s Vogue May/June issue,

Wintour threw a dinner party for him at Ian Schrager’s Wakiya at the Gramercy inviting all of her friends, she escorted him around to meet the likes of Jimmy Falon, Rachel Weisz, Dylan Lauren, DVF, Vera Wang, Ivanka Trump and Jared Kushner, Donald Trump, Oscar de la Renta, Bee Shaffer, Lauren Davis, and Marc Jacobs, among others.

It seems that Anna will do anything to be in Federer’s radar, and last night was no exception. We spotted her to our left at the U.S. Open last night where her male muse quickly took out Paul Capdeville from Chile. Roger’s arms seem to send Wintour spinning out of character. In a recent interview when asked about her favorite tennis courture this season, Anna replied “Anything that Roger wears” with a girlish giggle. Anna Wintour giggles girlishly?! While inconspicously gazing on the fragile fiesty fashion queen, we at various points caught her smiling, removing her sunglasses, and *gasp! even LAUGHING! (Shown above with her son Charlie Shaffer behind Oscar de la Renta and wife Annette, next to Mirka Vavrinec, Roger’s manager and GIRLFRIEND, yes that’s right, he’s taken).

Roger fell for Miroslava (Mirka) at the Sydney 2000 games where they both represented Switzerland. She retired in 2002 after a serious foot injury, but stays in the game by managing Federer’s curls both on and off the courts. We have a feeling that she’s okay with sharing her man with another woman, especially if that woman can get her in the front rows next week at Bryant Park.

Stay tuned for more from last night’s open.

After recently doing an expose on 80s executive hair, we can’t believe we missed this one! Mitt Romney has been sporting this style for quite some time…well since he was an executive in the 80s to be exact. Forget his religious affiliation with the Church of Latter Day Saints, what should be voters main voting priority this upcoming election is of course hair.  And Hillary just can’t pull of executive hair, so how the hell is going to pull of being the next Chief Executive of the United States?

Mitt Romney HOT…Hillary NOT.

(As she should be, the girl just got icecream cones, a carriage ride, and frolick time in central park all before noon). 

We try and stay away from “star-postings”.  We are, like most of you we’re sure, disgusted by what is going on in our celebrity-driven, paparazzi-filled lives.  For instance, we hate the fact that not only does everyone at the office know about Owen Wilson’s suicide attempt, they are engaged in detailed debates about whether Kate Hudson’s new relationship had anything to do with setting him overboard (these are Harvard graduates here). We are all Lohaned out.  We are sick of hearing about the soda pop that Britney is putting in her children’s bottles and how many pounds preggers Nicole is gaining.  What we hate even more is that sometimes we find ourselves participating in above discussions.  But we wanted to do things differently on Guest of a Guest, trying to write about people, places, and events that were going on locally and just as interesting as those spotlight seeking celebs.  Well, we are sorry, but this photo is just too adorable not to post.  In our defense, it was taken just hours ago in central park so it’s both local AND relevant.  Also, we would like to think that we might post the same photo of ANY pair this cute.

Jamie Johnson (born James Wittenborn Johnson) is one of the heirs to the Johnson & Johnson fortune.  He became a semi-famous name after his appearances on Oprah promoting his documentaries “Born Rich” and “The One Percent”.  The first was touted as “A documentary on children of the insanely rich, directed by one of their own”, the second discussed the challenges America faces as a society in which one percent of the people control nearly half the total wealth.  Shown on HBO, both were critically acclaimed and garnered much controversy, as you can imagine.  Jamie Johnson is artsy, smart, and cool.  This may be why his relationship with Ivanka Trump (who was featured in ”Born Rich”) never panned out.  He changes the rules and goes against the pack, choosing to live way under his means downtown rather than up in 10021 with his counterparts.  Which is why we were a little confused when we started hearing rumors of our friend Jamie dating a into the Trump name again, though this time a Trump Model.  We became intriged and the more we learned about this Trumpster, the more the pieces started to fit together.  Introducing Nell Rebowe:

She’s definitely got the whole smouldering hot, Nicole Kidman-red head look going on, which is totally interesting, but looks are not what Jamie would be sold on.  Turns out, the Louisianna bred Rebowe is smart and sweet, with a seemingly sassy side as well.  She breaks the mold of your typical model graduating from Tulane University in Business and NEUROSCIENCE.  On facebook she has photos posted of her riding bikes with her down to earth family at home. She has normal friends with real photos, not the typical model photos of peace signs and party scenes.  And then it starts to make sense.  These two are both examples of individuals breaking the norms in their industries, and now it seems, they are having fun together doing just that. 

…Literally

Leona Helmsley’s dog Trouble just inherited $12 Million from the late hotelier’s estate.  That’s right, the “Queen of Mean” decided to give millions to her dog while cutting out 2 of her own grandchildren as reported by the AP and on the cover of today’s NY Post. This bitch was even crazier than we thought.  How can someone who was part responsible for things such as the Empire State Building, 230 Park, Tudor City, and numerous high end hotels be so off of their rocker?  Not to mention, why the hell didn’t her lawyer urge her to seek some help? (On second thought he’s probably in charge of running this pooch’s estate).  While we absolutely love dogs, there’s just no excuse for people that dress them in outfits (see NY Pet Fashion Week),  request to be buried next to them, or include them in their will.  Throwing them birthday parties we are 100% okay with.