A Party with a Legit Guacamole Bar
Our intrepid society columnist reports from Boston’s swankiest affairs, including the new Vivo Performing Arts party.

Amy d’Ablemont Burnes, Ryan Edwards, and Beth Pinals. / Photo by Kristin Otharsson
Renaming yourself after 88 years is a bold maneuver, but the Celebrity Series of Boston, which has mounted some of the city’s most remarkable live performances over the past near-century, did just that, hosting a party at the trendy South End Mexican joint Cósmica to unveil its new identity.
Vivo Performing Arts, the organization’s zippy new name, was officially revealed (after a minor audio-visual glitch) to a crowd that included such arts boosters as Amy d’Ablemont Burnes; anti-poverty crusader Terri Groome and bespectacled hipster Paul Belanger; the perpetually impish Peter Wender; marketing guru Andrea Hoff; the Boch Center’s new communications head honcho Jesse Needleman; unfairly attractive artist Ryan Edwards; restaurateur Jack Bardy; board chair Joshua Boger; and so on and so forth.
It was a veritable Who’s Who of Boston’s performing arts scene, all of whom raised a glass when president and executive director Gary Dunning said, “Here’s to Vivo. Or translated to another language: l’chaim!”
Overheard by the bar:
“This is the best margarita I’ve had since the last time I was in Mexico. But I just got back yesterday.”
Judging by the speed with which the passed apps disappeared, they were tasty, and one guest said, “You gotta love a party with a legit guacamole bar.” However, not all appetites were focused on food.
Gesturing with his chin toward a powerfully attractive male couple, one attendee said, “Now that’s a sandwich I could get into.”
The moral of the story: If you get enough good-looking people in a room with Mexican food, you don’t even need a mariachi band.

Alana Borges Gordon and Jenny Oliver. / Photo by Kristin Otharsson

Jesse Needleman and John Stanton. / Photo by Kristin Otharsson

Ido Sagi and Amir Tadmor. / Photo by Kristin Otharsson

Molly Stifler. / Photo by Kristin Otharsson

Peter Wender and Priscilla Douglas. / Photo by Kristin Otharsson

Harrison Lee. / Photo by Kristin Otharsson

James Nadeau, Harry Lighton, Beth Gilligan, and Mark Anastasio. / Photo by Iz Indelicato for the Coolidge Corner Theatre
Dress Code: Chaps and a Dog Collar
The beautifully reimagined Coolidge Corner Theatre presented its annual Coolidge Breakthrough Artist Award to filmmaker Harry Lighton, following a screening of his first full-length feature, Pillion, starring Alexander Skarsgård and Harry Melling. The sold-out crowd was treated to a Q & A moderated by James Nadeau, CEO of the Queer Film Institute, and it’s probably safe to say that it was the first time many of them had seen a gay BDSM biker movie.

Eric the Red and Jeff Silver. / Photo by Iz Indelicato for the Coolidge Corner Theatre

The sold-out crowd. / Photo by Iz Indelicato for the Coolidge Corner Theatre

Charles Haugland and Gregory Triana. / Photo by Iz Indelicato for the Coolidge Corner Theatre

Pat Scanlon and Mike Mosbrooker. / Photo by Iz Indelicato for the Coolidge Corner Theatre

Salyse. / Bash Pics
Elevated and Celebrated
The runway was alive with creativity when the Multicultural Arts Center in Cambridge hosted Cosmic Roots: An Afrofuturism Hair & Fashion Show, featuring the work of such designers as the House of Nahdra, Sol Full Seams, Dhakye, and House of Blvck Ice. The evening also included original choreography by Tarikh Campbell and music by Salyse. The nonprofit promised “a stunning convergence of design, movement, and narrative,” and judging by the applause, they delivered.

Ice Brown of House of Blvck Ice. / Bash Pics

Shane Faiteau. / Bash Pics

Syriah Silverwoodson. / Bash Pics

Florence Laforest. / Bash Pics
This article was first published in the print edition of the May 2026 issue, with the headline,“A Newborn Octogenarian.”
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