Monday's Man, Special Two Man Edition: Michael Feinstein and Cheyenne Jackson

I have a confession to make.  During my grueling New Media strategy sessions with my Lazy Circles New York Bureau Chief Doug, I managed to sneak away from Doug's whip cracking, nose to the grindstone work ethic to grab the hubby and see a Broadway show.  Or four.  Saturday night, we saw All About Me with Michael Feinstein and Dane Edna.  It closed Sunday night and I suppose it could be classified as a flop, but we loved it.  It was a laugh riot and Michael Feinstein is a soaring talent.  I had never seen him in person before, but his voice and energy are amazing.  He's also just adorable.  He's a bit short (which I love) and lean and tight.  He doesn't look a day over 30 which might be a tribute to healthy living or the world's greatest plastic surgeon, I'm not sure.  Maybe both.  In any case, he's as cute and talented as they come.

After the show, Wes and I went to dinner.  We were seated and toasting champagne when the maitre'd swiftly seated four gentlemen in the adjacent table.  I looked up and practically did a spit take.  I said to Wes in a low voice:  "Oh my God it's Cheyenne Jackson!" Wes said, "Oh my God it's Michael Feinstein!"  It was Cheyenne Jackson and Michael Feinstein together at the next table!  They were accompanied by two handsome men, one of whom I believe was Mr. Feinstein's husband.  The other may have been Cheyenne Jackson's boyfriend. 

I have to tell you that Cheyenne Jackson is even more gorgeous in person than he is on screen.  The camera can't capture his perfection.  Seriously.  He must be seen to be believed.

I can report that Cheyenne ate several pieces of bread and a big bowl of pasta all washed down with wine.  He eats like that and looks like a god.  If I ate like that I'd look like Ethel Merman. 

Michael Feinstein had the vegetable plate and water.  See what I mean?  Healthy living and he looks like he's 30.   

It was all I could do not to throw myself at their feet.  I held my cool, though, trying to be very New York and not seem to notice.  All the while my heart was thumping out of my chest.  How exciting to see a star on stage and then have him sit right next to you!  What a great New York story!