On Saturday night Warming Glow founding editor Matt Ufford (“BRING BACK MATT!”) and I attended the GQ Super Bowl party, largely so we could fail in our attempts to get Kate Upton to do tequila shots with us. (True story: Matt’s name was directly above Kate’s on the guestlist.) Once Kate bailed — which coincidentally wasn’t long after our arrival — we decided to leave, and on our way out we ran into some friends, one of which asked, “Hey did you guys see Guy Fieri in there?” We, in fact, had not, but if we had I can assure you that Matt and I would have stayed to point and laugh at him, as we were both fairly shit-bombed by this point in the day. A few seconds of consideration were given to going back in, but we had better things to do, like going back to my place to pass out fully clothed. To think that the Food Network’s prized dildo was in the same room as Ufford and myself — oh what could have been.
As it turns out, the massive bag of douche may have been there because he couldn’t get in to the VIP area at the Maxim party, if a report by US Weekly is to be believed (we believe it).
Reports US Weekly:
On Saturday evening (Feb. 2), Fieri headed to a bash at Second Line Studios in the party-friendly Louisiana city, a source tells Us Weekly. “He couldn’t get into VIP,” the insider says. “He threw a fit and was kicked out!”
Continues the source of Fieri: “He caused a total scene.” Why was the TV star denied entrance into the VIP area in the first place? “He didn’t have the right bracelet, and nobody in New Orleans knows who anyone is,” the source explains.
One thing I’d like to correct about this is the assertion that “nobody in New Orleans knows who anyone is.” This is false. People in New Orleans know who famous people are, they just don’t give a f*ck about them and aren’t going to give into the “DON’T YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!” whining of a homophobe dickhead “celeb” like Guy Fieri.
Meanwhile, Dan Bova, Maxim’s Chief Content Officer, disputes the report that guy wasn’t allowed access to the magazine’s VIP room.
“As the person who invited him and spent a good portion of the weekend having beer poured down my throat by him, I can assure you that this is complete B.S.”
If I had to guess, here’s what happened: Fieri threw a hissy fit about being denied entry and got tossed out on his ass. Once outside, he texted his boy Bova who then went out and walked Guy in himself, which to me is yet another reason not to read Maxim.