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One in an occasional series of dispatches from parties you should have crashed.
Site: East Building of the National Gallery of Art.
Occasion: Opening of the dada exhibit (see review in today's Arts section).
Crowd: Well-heeled donors and lenders, artsy types with chunky eyeglasses or flowing, asymmetrical skirts.
Coolest guests: Ruth Marion Ricarda Ball (niece of dada founder Hugo Ball ), Jacqueline Matisse-Monnier (granddaughter of Henri Matisse and stepdaughter of Marcel Duchamp ), Alfred Pacquement , director of the Pompidou Center.
Food: Dadalicious! Foie gras lollipops, marshmallows made to look like cheeses, champagne jello "martinis" with green grape garnish, tiny crunchy cones filled with Caesar salad, and brownies with decorative eyeballs -- artfully presented on a conveyor belt and a vertical buffet.
Bar: Open! Marvelous irony-free champagne cocktails.
Sign this may be livelier than your average museum party: "I'm here to make sure no one falls down the stairs," said a staffer standing guard in the exhibit.
Minor quibble : "They could have had dancing," a staff research scholar sighed.
Freebie: 6 1/2 -pound exhibition catalogue.
Readers Tell Us
Monroe, Mich., writes : Why do gossip columns focus so little attention on black celebrities? Beyond Halle Berry, Denzel Washington and Jamie Foxx, there is little reported on black celebrities. Why does this bias continue?
A thoughtful, complicated question worthy of a dissertation, but here's our theory: coin and ratings. A lot of the gossipy glossy magazines focus almost exclusively on a tiny cluster of hot couples ( Brad/Angelina, Tom/Katie, Nick/Jennifer ) because they lead to big sales. It also depends who's in the spotlight promoting a hot movie, show or record. Of course, there's the whole other issue of whether it's a good thing to be gossiped about ( Britney, Lindsay, Paris ). A lot of A-list celebs ( Beyonce, Denzel ) don't show up in gossip columns often because they purposely lead mostly private, gossip-proof lives. Fortunately, they're few and far between, or we'd be out of a job!
Send your thesis to reliablesource@washpost.com .
Amerie, the Beautiful
Since we spotlighted hip-hot princess Amerie before the Grammys, our colleague J. Freedom du Lac chided us for not sharing her cut-down-to-there red-carpet look (champagne-color hand-beaded Armani gown, Fred Leighton diamond-and-pearl jewelry) at the award show. Here's her "after" picture (with assistance from stylist, makeup and hair pros), which gives us an excuse to show her way "before" picture from the Georgetown yearbook six years ago.
