Stay Hungry by Sebastian Maniscalco

Author:Sebastian Maniscalco
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gallery Books

I CONTINUED TO move up in comedy, doing specials and standup gigs for larger crowds. Lana’s career was flourishing as well. Kelly Wearstler published a design book called Hue that featured a picture of a huge ten-by-twelve-foot painting of Lana’s. Since Kelly is very well respected, her giving Lana that validation inspired even more people to call Lana to commission paintings. She was tapped to create public artworks in the city of L.A. Eventually, Lana turned 100 percent of her focus on pursuing her own projects. We’re still friends with Kelly. She just did the interiors at our home and converted our garage into an incredible art studio.

After two years, I moved in with Lana. Another year went by, and I gave up the lease on my one-bedroom. We both love to travel and wanted to see the world together. We just kind of bounced around for a while, going to Italy, Australia, Mexico, and Napa. We talked about next steps and always knew we’d get married and have kids, but there didn’t seem to be any rush. We finally got married on August 24, 2013, four and a half years after our first date.

We decided to have the wedding in Napa. We had a connection to the region, having taken our first vacation in wine country with Lana’s parents. We did a hot air balloon ride and really kind of fell in love with the quaint little restaurants up there, the vineyards, the food, the wine, the environment. We knew early on we wanted to do a destination wedding—not Chicago, not Naples. It didn’t seem right to have it on one person’s home turf. We lived in California, so we would get married here. And if our guests wanted to come, we’d make it worth their while.

We were adults when we married—I was forty and Lana was thirty—so we didn’t really need things. I was against a registry anyway. I used to do a bit about Italian weddings:

Italians don’t register at Bed, Bath & Beyond. You don’t bring a toaster to a wedding. Italians bring cash. We put it in an envelope. Sometimes, there’s not even a card. We put it in the envelope with a Post-it note: “Congrats!” The bride and groom know they’re getting cash. They’re sitting here with a satin bag that says “CASH” bedazzled in rhinestones. And people walk in and they start making a deposit. Some people wait. They have the dinner, eating the chicken. “Chicken’s kind of dry. The food stinks. Take a hundred out of the envelope.”

For me, coming from where I come from, there’s no wedding planner. You plan the wedding. You hire the caterer. You pick the flowers. You find a place to rent tables and whatnot. And by “you,” I do not mean “me.” I’d never planned a birthday party, much less a whole wedding for two hundred people. I listened to Lana talk about what was going to happen, but as far as my contribution, I went to the tailor to get my tux fitted and I showed up.

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