Heather Morris plays Brittany, the dim-witted cheerleader, on Fox’s hit show, Glee. And so, when I found out that she was going to be in town last night, it behooved me to send her 30 text messages insisting that we get together and talk (more) about her meteoric rise from mute Cheerio background dancer to breakout star of Season Two. (For those of you who missed our initial conversation, you will need to check out your Glee-capper’s classic piece, “Glee’s Heather Morris Would Love to Sing a Lesbian Duet of Prince’s ‘Computer Blue’”) Fortunately, much like some of my other favorite cast members, instead of calling the cops or taking out a restraining order, she agreed to hang out.
We liaised in the MePa (Meatpacking District) “hotspot” The Hotel Gansevoort which—in case you’re not a tacky whore in a miniskirt or a douche-y Wall Street trader, and haven’t thus already spent most weeknights there for the past year—is about as close as you can come to pretending to be a Russian mobster while withholding overt ties to organized crime. (In other words, the place reeks of acrid cologne, pinstriped-blazers-over-untucked-shirts, and guys crappily lip-syncing to Kanye’s “Monster.”)
But does that mean I didn’t have one of the best nights of my life? No. It doesn’t. Morris is one of the most genuine people you’ve ever met—willing to talk iabout anything candidly and with authentic interest (even if that topic is “I feel like a fraud in my life” or “Should my siblings and I celebrate my father’s 70th birthday, as he requested, by delineating the ways in which he failed as a parent during our fragile youth?”) Also, unlike your Glee-capper, she’s skilled at spending a long night in the company of “bottle service” while resisting its all-you-can-drink allure, and can remain unaffected by the constant stream of weird attention she seems to elicit from total strangers—some of which is downright aggressive (and kind of freaky) and involves Burlesque-style grinding against her person.
Heather was in town to promote her new role as “style ambassador” to Estee Lauder’s Flirt line of makeup products, and to announce the new online contest the brand will be sponsoring—and she will be judging—in which fans are invited to submit videos of themselves dancing, acting, or singing, the winning prize for which is an opportunity to make a video with Heather herself. (Please God, let me win!) Sadly, she had only four vampire-friendly hours to spend with yours truly. But that didn’t stop her from talking and dancing her way deep into my heart. My favorite bit? When I confessed, during a turn on our improvised disco floor (the champagne-slicked space in front of our private booth) that, when dancing, I never know what to do with my feet. Heather executed a brilliant, yet casual, and somehow generous spin. “Me neither,” she said.