Photograph by Patrick McMullan
Name: Gemma Ward
Age: 19
Job: Model-actress
Neighborhood: East Village, but on the move …
Who’s your favorite New Yorker, living or dead, real or fictional?
Bob Dylan.
What’s the best meal you’ve eaten in New York?
I have had my fair share of four-hour lunches at La Bottega at the Maritime Hotel, but it’s a great hang and the margherita pizza is fantastic.
In one sentence, what do you actually do all day in your job?
Drink coffee and read the paper while getting hair, makeup, and nails done, get undressed, get dressed, pose, leap, laugh, get undressed, eat lunch, touch-ups, get dressed, get undressed, get dressed. etc. etc. etc.
Where do you get your coffee?
The Australian cafe Ruby’s on Mott Street. You can’t beat an Australian flat white.
What’s the last thing you saw on Broadway?
The Producers. Very funny.
Do you give money to panhandlers?
Yes, to the local guy who I see every day and I have a soft spot for.
What’s your drink?
Vodka anything or rosé at lunch.
How often do you prepare your own meals?
Not often enough.
What’s your favorite medication?
Tylenol PM.
What’s hanging above your sofa?
A collection of antique mirrors and pictures.
How much is too much to spend on a haircut?
I’m very privileged to not have to pay for haircuts because I get my hair cut by friends who are hairdressers or on set.
When’s bedtime?
I don’t have much of a say in that as my body is perpetually jet-lagged.
Brunch: pro or con?
Major pro! There’s nothing better than a New York Sunday brunch …
What’s your thread count?
I don’t know. I don’t count my threads.
What do you hate most about living in New York?
Sirens and rubbish trucks at five o’clock in the morning.
What’s your brand of jeans?
Tsubi.
When’s the last time you drove a car?
When I was 16 on a friend’s vineyard in Australia, but I nearly drove the thing into a dam so I’ve given up. I love that I don’t need to drive in New York — it’s all about walking, cabs, and the subway.
Who should be the next president?
Al Gore.
Times, Post, or Daily News?
I subscribe to the New York Times online so I keep up to date while on the move with updates sent to my phone, but I can’t help a little peek of “Page Six” in the Post every now and then!
Yankees or Mets?
No answer. It’s too political.
What makes someone a New Yorker?
If you talk fast, walk fast, eat fast, and have a caffeine and BlackBerry addiction, you’re a New Yorker in my books.
