TIFF is over and I’m going to sleep for a thousand days
10 films, 10 days, 8 parties, over four thousand words written and the Toronto International Film Festival is finally over. I am writing to you all from Los Angeles where I will spend the next week hibernating.
Here’s something some of you may not know: I don’t party; I mean, I do, but rarely. So after about two weeks of screening movies, writing reviews and then getting dressed and going out like I was some sort of social butterfly, my body is imploding like a Transformer on its last legs.
But it was all worth it. I’m thrilled that I was able to share my movie-going experiences with all of you and hope that you enjoyed my two cents. I also look forward to your feedback once you’ve all seen the films!
As for the parties and events, it was a rare and special privilege to have been able to experience the things I did: watch Lauryn Hill perform live at the One X One concert, have Elton John, Scissor Sisters, Janelle Monae and more serenade me at the 25th Anniversary of Fashion Cares, explore Soho House Toronto before it officially launched yesterday and sip cocktails at HELLO! Magazine’s soiree at the new Ritz Carlton Hotel. Toronto, you’ve never looked better (despite construction that could easily rival Dubai)!
I always feel a certain sense of pride when the world ascends on my hometown every year for TIFF. And this year felt particularly exciting. Perhaps it’s because I’m not home as often and everything looked shiny and new again. Perhaps it’s because I was able to catch up with Lainey in a dark corner and chat about who she saw going home with who. Perhaps it’s because I was able to share it all with you.
Thank you for reading and I hope to be back on LaineyGossip sometime real soon!
(Lainey: attached - I forgot to ask Dan who his TIFF best dressed was, if he was even paying attention. But we both love Marion Cotillard. And I don’t think he would be displeased to have her accompany his final post.)