Indeed, the night of this event began fantastically: My host stood in his well-appointed San Francisco kitchen while he prepared a multi-course Persian dinner, which I believe Gwyneth would have considered "brillliant." I could begin developing a world-class, Paltrow-ian level of chit-chat even before 2007 began! But then hope arrived: A real-live invitation for December 23rd. In fact, for weeks, I was not at all confident about ever furthering my dinner party skills. The learning curve to saying, "Chin-chin, Gwyn," will clearly be steep. In fact, I go to sleep at 9:00 and generally only talk about how tired I am. Unfortunately, I face a major obstacle: I never go to dinner parties. Not that I expect to actually dine with Gwyneth, I merely want to become the type of person Gwyneth might wish to dine with.
But I have a hunch that every one of these people would leap at the chance to sip cognac with her and discuss world affairs, yoga and the pains of finding good help for one's English estate. Of the many Americans I've interviewed about this, most dismissed the "Shakespeare In Love" star's remarks as the rantings of an overprivileged, Oscar-winning brat. I swear on my subscription to People Magazine we don't! No, Gwyneth, we don't always talk about Britney's crotch, the NFL and other people's bank accounts. Paltrow told a Portuguese magazine, "The British talk about interesting things at dinner.(they) are much more intelligent and civilized than the Americans." I know this is slightly unrealistic, but after reading her recent searing comments about Americans' dinner party conversations, I feel as though I've been slapped with a serving spoon.Īs you may recall, Ms.
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