Fantastic dress and the earrings are amazing, Marcia is back to pre-pregnancy form and not in bright eye-assaulting colour for a change. Am tired of seeing her in turquoise and purple. She is a vision in white, non? Full Story
Seriously…Ellen just might be able to out-dress George Clooney. I mean look at that jacket. The accessorising. The way she and Portia are matchy but not too matchy. It’s nothing short of inspired style. And they do it as well as the Beckhams with half the effort, no concrete tits, and no pouting either. Full Story
Like a second skin – I love, love, love. It’s all in the cut and the material, non? Forgiving and flattering folds, a well placed belt and the hair is perfect and the makeup is right on – America has been bringing it lately. Who is the stylist behind the transformation? Jessica Simpson could certainly use a hand. Full Story
Her tits aren’t pouring out, it’s not quite a prom dress, it’s black and appropriate, hair wasn’t swept up in a beehive, and she stayed in a corner where she belongs, away from all the real stars. Am proud. Well done. Full Story
I love Christina Aguilera. Why can’t Britney rip off a small piece of Christina? Ryan Seacrest was actually not as irritating as I thought he’d be. Maybe because Katherine Heigl had that honour? Fashion review below. And as always, not what you and I would wear, but what they could and should and don’t. Full Story
Am working Sunday to make up for Friday when I hit a wall by afternoon and slept for 16 hours straight.
Thursday night was epic: the Hello Magazine/eTalk party for NY Serenade starring Chris Klein went down at C Lounge, followed by the usual… ending the evening at the Park Hyatt at 4am only to get up 3 hours later to get ready for an early interview with Kevin Bacon. That man is STILL a sexy beast.
Tying up TIFF loose ends, small smutty details I’ve forgotten over the rush of the festival, leading right in to Emmy coverage Monday morning. The gossip never stops.
Can’t tell you how much I appreciate your patience and understanding over the last 10 days during TIFF. Blogging on a regular schedule starting now. And as a small token of my gratitude, stay tuned later this week for a final TIFF giveaway.
Thank you, love you, owe you.
Yours in gossip,
PS. Happy 24th Birthday Tori L! Am honoured that my smut helped you through graduate school. Big hug and all the best.
PPS. Happy 30th to Tash from her bestie Eleanor who had to move to Sydney and was gutted she couldn’t stay to celebrate with you in London.
PPPS. To those who’ve asked about the feather necklace and dress I was wearing on eTalk a week ago Friday – plain tank dress by James Perse (LOOOVE James Perse) and the most beautiful one of a kind piece designed by Danielle Sweeney. Obviously not for every day but with a simple white beater and a pair of jeans… it totally dresses up casual even without heels. Love, love, love.
PPPPS. To Carine for her famous guacamole – was lovely meeting you. Thank you for the much needed fat. It came in handy as the last vodka soda sent me over…
The best party was a party for the randoms. Aritzia on Bloor Street Monday night – we had the best time. Jena Malone showed up, so did Gus Van Sant (???). Also the dude from Entourage who plays Harvey Weingard, based on Harvey Weinstein. So I was a little drunk when I asked him to swear and spit. Full Story
Everyone on the party circuit observed it this week – Harvey Weinstein and Jessica Alba, always with their heads bowed together, always deep in conversation. He talking at her, she nodding acquiescently. At one point he was supposedly overheard giving her advice about her relationship. Harvey doesn’t seem to be a fan of Cash Warren – nothing personal, of course, just pointing out Cash’s limited value on the professional front. Full Story
He was lost in the TIFF shuffle and the Pitt frenzy – am sorry, although unlike Cannes, there wasn’t much smut-wise to tell about George Clooney’s visit to Toronto, except to say he was a total stud and charmed the panties off everyone… male and female. George was a fixture at the Windsor Arms, preferring to hold court there during his stay – the hotel’s old boys club vibe was perfect for his tastes. Full Story
Hate myself for finding him sexy. Because Ethan Hawke is such a cheesedick, he really is. But I loved Reality Bites and there’s something about being stupid and 21 and what you find attractive at 21 that you can never shake, no matter how much growing you do in between. Troy Dyer is the kind of loser only a college student would want to take home. Full Story