Celebrity fashionista, stylist and maven Steven Cojocaru is a hoot. I interviewed the Canadian clotheshorse and managed to lose control of the segment after about 12 seconds. The thing about Cojo is he’s wildly inappropriate and irreverent all the time. I had to ratchet up the obnoxious factor just to appear like I wasn’t in a coma. Mercifully, I got props from him on my outfit. A very smart Armani suit … with a turquoise striped shirt and tie. Later in the evening at a fundraiser, the former Entertainment Tonight correspondent and I gabbed like two bitchy schoolgirls. My boss asked if this was the first time we’d ever met. I said, “Yep”. “Well, you two act like you’ve known each other for years … it’s kinda creepy actually,” said my boss.

Throughout the course of the night, I must have had dozens of pictures taken with him. “I have had more pictures taken with you … than with my own mother!” Cojo joked. It’s funny … because it’s probably true.

Do you wanna get rocked? Boy, I did … especially after meeting Def Leppard. SingerJoe Elliot and drummer Rick Allen could not have been nicer, more congenial or more British. Chatty, engaging and cracking jokes the entire time. Once they hit the stage, though – all bets were off. They whipped the crowd in to a fevered frenzy for nearly two hours. They still sound amazing … with those pumped-up harmonies and layered guitar riffs. By the end, I was tired for them. And may I remind you, the group founded in 1977. They have kept on rockin’ in the free world for nearly 35 years … and in the music world that’s, like, four centuries.