There’s just one little niggle standing in the way of our dream life in NYC as Gelman’s plus one. She has a boyfriend. And it’s Terry Richardson — the man accused of turning Miley Cyrus into a sex-crazed wrecking ball by photographing her in the buff and generally being a sleazemeister. ‘He’s a lot like me — neurotic, kind and into speed metal,’ says Gelman. But if and when this alpha hipster finally ditches terrible Tel, Crush is, honestly, great rebound material.