The Man Who Aged Me

The cake wasn’t for me; I’d already celebrated in July, when the English and French crew sang “Happy Birthday” to me in the Grand Gallery of the Louvre. Rather, in what must have been a divinely timed coincidence, I wrapped “The Da Vinci Code” on the same day Dan Striepeke, my makeup man for 19 years, turned 75.

Link (nytimes)