While in L.A., I was contacted by my friend Bryan (that's us pictured) and invited to share space with him in a special VIP area near the arrivals. It put me right up front and within 10 to 30 feet of all the stars, so that I was able to spot them while they were still in the backseats of their limos, watch them emerge and wave to fans and then enter.
It was pretty fun in spite of the arctic weather (by L.A.'s standards) and long amount of time on my feet (we arrived at 11:30AM, the first stars appeared around 2:30 PM, the show started at 5PM).
The fans there were hilarious. Mostly young, they would shriek out each star's name as if he or she were their ultimate idol. (At one point, someone yelled out to Amanda Seyfriend, "Amanda! You're my #1!") One young, straight boy next to me kept shouting the oddest, most specific things, like, "Oh, my gosh! Steve Buscemi! I'm on season three of your show!" or "Jessica Chastain! You're my second favorite actress this year!" Much too close to a conversation in order to be yelled, but highly amusing.
Most of the stars gave the fans some notice, but it ranged from having to be told to do it (as Eddie Redmayne was, by his PR) to a brief wave (Anne Hathaway, Jennifer Lawrence), to repeated smiles and other silent means of communication (Nicole Kidman), to the few who came right over to us and strutted their stuff with the everyday folk (only Connie Britton, Jimmy Fallon, Jessica Chastain and George Clooney went that far).
Hugh do something to me...something that simply mystifies me...
I was most dazzled by the first star to arrive—Debra Messing. I love her, and it was exciting to see her pop out so early. The last star to arrive was Orlando Bloom, who was promptly goosed in the privates by Miranda Kerr, who used her handbag to semi-discreetly make that point.
Enjoy the belated photos...
Purple haze: Kelly Osbourne & Matthew Mosshart
OMG, it's Ernst & Young, y'all
Matt Lauer & Savannah Guthrie
As if on cue...
Their chemistry was...astounding
"At least my hair will be better than Ann Curry's."
Like many cubs, Ryan Seacrest still has his beard (Julianne Hough)
There but for the "Grace"—Debra Messing
Who is this?
Lena on me: Lena Olin
Amy Adams popped out of her car right next to us
Square-cut or pear-shape...
One of the few full-length fashion shots I snagged
Megan Hilty looked Smashing
The painful glamour of Mayim Bialik
New Boy: The inestimably tasty Max Greenfield with Christian Borle
Political Animal and social butterfly Carla Gugino
Who am I?
Are you a Zooey-phile?
Megan Fox strikes me as utterly one-dimensional and plastic, but...pretty, I guess
Megan's hands-on boyf, Brian Austin Green
Who am I?
A mini Roseanne reunion: Johnny Galecki & John Goodman
Girls: Tate Donovan, Victor Garber & Lena Dunham
First Tate
Lena Dunham's look of love for her boyfriend
A parting glance from Steve Buscemi
Buscemi embraces the Girls phenomenon
Who am I, on the right? (I'm not Owen Wilson.)
Who am I?
In the Driver's seat: Adam Driver
All talk: Jay Leno
"Tina, your butt looks great!" Amy Poehler & Tina Fey
Life with Mikey: Michael J. Fox + his life partner & wife, Tracy Pollan
Hunk Central: Bradley Cooper & Damian Lewis
Oh, Mary (Todd Lincoln)!: Sally Field
Jay Leno has a Glenn Close encounter
Car 128, Where Are You?: Lucy Liu
This reminded me of Cannes—Bradley Cooper waves hello/good-bye
Zsa Zsa's delusional husband/parasite Prince Frederic von Anhalt thought people cared
Over the Jonah Hill
Who's Aziz Ansari now?
Black party: Jack Black elicited loud screams
Patel me more, Patel me more: Dev Patel
Nobody even recognized James Wolk
Matt Leblanc is now the same age people like Rock Hudson were in the '70s
Best actresses Jessica Chastain & Jennifer Lawrence should fight to the death for the Oscar
Spielberg's skiksa wife Kate Capshaw later helped him wipe schmutz off his jacket
Impossibly beautiful Naomi Watts
Male Bond-ing: Daniel Craig & Rachel Weisz
Office party: John Krasinski
Miz Amanda Seyfried
The boss's wife: Julie Chen
A little Chris: Chris Tucker
I'm on the Helen Hunt, I'm after you...
Jackman ran his hand over wife Deborra-Lee Furness's hip and ass for our benefit
John Hawkes-eye view
Jon Bon Jovi's smile was tighter than Ben Affleck's forehead
Worst Justin Bartha pic ever—makes him look dumpy and like he's touching it
Taylor Swift's back
Keith Urban dweller Nicole Kidman
Do you honestly think he's ever even sat through Birth?
Nicole & Keith are now at the hand-holding stage
Jimmy Fallon behaving like a real Arsenio
I'm the only fan who was gaga for Tony Kushner
So close it was a Ty: Kevin Costner moves in on Ty Burrell
A Modern Family affair...Ty Burrell & Julie Bowen
Ewan McGregor was utterly dazzling on the carpet
Dead ringer for Jeremy Irons
I was the only person who cared about Sam Waterston
Hitting the right notes: Glee's Leah Michele
My reaction to Richard Gere mirrored that of the silver-haired guy with the redhead
Orlando Bloom & Miranda Kerr were the last to arrive
Not a star, but I'd like to make this security guy famous
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Oscar who?
While in L.A., I was contacted by my friend Bryan (that's us pictured) and invited to share space with him in a special VIP area near the arrivals. It put me right up front and within 10 to 30 feet of all the stars, so that I was able to spot them while they were still in the backseats of their limos, watch them emerge and wave to fans and then enter.
It was pretty fun in spite of the arctic weather (by L.A.'s standards) and long amount of time on my feet (we arrived at 11:30AM, the first stars appeared around 2:30 PM, the show started at 5PM).
The fans there were hilarious. Mostly young, they would shriek out each star's name as if he or she were their ultimate idol. (At one point, someone yelled out to Amanda Seyfriend, "Amanda! You're my #1!") One young, straight boy next to me kept shouting the oddest, most specific things, like, "Oh, my gosh! Steve Buscemi! I'm on season three of your show!" or "Jessica Chastain! You're my second favorite actress this year!" Much too close to a conversation in order to be yelled, but highly amusing.
Most of the stars gave the fans some notice, but it ranged from having to be told to do it (as Eddie Redmayne was, by his PR) to a brief wave (Anne Hathaway, Jennifer Lawrence), to repeated smiles and other silent means of communication (Nicole Kidman), to the few who came right over to us and strutted their stuff with the everyday folk (only Connie Britton, Jimmy Fallon, Jessica Chastain and George Clooney went that far).
Hugh do something to me...something that simply mystifies me...
I was most dazzled by the first star to arrive—Debra Messing. I love her, and it was exciting to see her pop out so early. The last star to arrive was Orlando Bloom, who was promptly goosed in the privates by Miranda Kerr, who used her handbag to semi-discreetly make that point.
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