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Priyanka Chopra at the after-party of Vanity Fair. (Image courtesy of AFP)
We pbad through a grove, a dense and noisy grove of brocade and tulle, when two beautifully altered faces emerge in a clearing. But they travel on opposing vectors, these familiar little strangers, and so we must choose:
Are we following Sam Rockwell or are we following Willem Dafoe?
Here is the brutal calculation of the Vanity Fair Oscar Party. . You will never be surrounded by so many followers as this golden night – but if you lose a special person in the crowd, you may not find it again. Regina King will enter the room with a golden man of eight kilos on hand and, suddenly, ottoman. Glenn Close will disappear on your side before you can apply your patented body language body language badysis to a post-loss mood.
Regina King and Glenn Close at the Vanity Fair. (Courtesy AFP)
We fall behind Rockwell and quickly find ourselves in a convoy He pulls Taraji P. Henson through this grove of corpses and hands it to a tall, dark-haired woman who not only tightens the actress in her arms, but also reaches out towards the bottom – whale, whale, Now she must be someone, this creature with such luminous skin and awesome bad privileges with an Oscar-nominated veteran, who is now helping to replace the clasp holding Henson's cleavage. Chris Evans, dressed in a teal velvet tuxedo jacket tonight, and they are gaily bro-in
Taraji P Henson on the After the Oscars. (Image courtesy of AFP)
"Let's go!" Rockwell tells Captain America. "Let's do it [effing] dude!" And then he goes back into the clearing to hit the black-haired vixen, and it's really a party now! The bright lady is Leslie Bibb, an actress and longtime friend of Rockwell – thanks, Google. We're following this growing line of fun and gangly celebrities heading for the dance floor – what do you think we'll do? But one arm reached out to move Henson away from the bar.
"Jon Hamm!" she screams and claps hands and bounces a little before succumbing in her arms with a little thrill of pleasure. He gently explains the source of his magic: "It's a corduroy tuxedo."
It was a relief to see this whole list of fun amusements. Last week, the New York Times caused a foul odor by stating that the Vanity Fair party, a Hollywood institution since 1994, had lost its heat – that the legendary exclusive guest list had been diluted by an influx of Dirty business executives and reporters, The increasingly elite party organized by Jay-Z and Beyonce had stolen his thunder. In return, Vanity Fair disavowed the newspaper correspondent, and very divided opinions were shared on Twitter. All this has made us so sad because we love everyone and want everyone to be a friend and do not ruin us for the high year.
The truth is that the Vanity Fair party is about the same as it has ever been. There has always been a refined and more secret party somewhere in the hills where the most popular kids disappear at some point in the night. There have always been lots of non-famous guests in the mix. But celebrities do not see the drawback of being surrounded by rich business suits and do not really notice us.
Rami Malek has not arrived yet, but here is Sacha Baron Cohen, the man who dropped out of Freddie Mercury's award-winning role at the Oscars, her body language radiating great sportsmanship here.
He sits on a couch in a position in which we all find ourselves, neither in conversation nor in another – on one side, Isla Fisher's wife looking up and s'. moving away to discuss with a woman with goblin skin; For his part, Mindy Kaling also turned away from him, throwing arms and legs against his former boyfriend, B.J. Novak, no matter. But Cohen keeps his face engaged, looking straight into the room, concentrating his eyes – God bless him – do not look at his phone like some husbands from here. He wears fancy socks with candy stripes.
[19659006] Isla Fisher and Mindy Kaling at the Vanity Fair Evening (AFP Courtesy Image)
"Hello, I'm Jeff," says the richest man in the world to Gerard Butler, and they have some bursts of laughter, then Jeff Bezos settles on the patio where he promises to Jon Voight and some women who could be models that he will see them then at Jay-Z or at Madonna's ( perhaps Bezos, who owns the Washington Post, could he take some notes for us there?)
Gerard Butler poses for bedbugs. (Image courtesy of AFP)
Lupita Nyong's arrival dressed in the most beautiful white feather duster, which Lakeith Stanfield carefully removes from his fingertips. "You know I can not resist," he said with a sheepish smile.
Lupita Nyong's at the Vanity Fair Party. (Image reproduced with permission of AFP)
She obviously did not receive the memo: You do not have to wear the same thing as the evening Jennifer Lopez, who walked the red carpet in a liquid disco ball molded to its singular shape, has become a silver object that seems a little less fashionable and much more comfortable. Laura Dern, exquisite strapless on stage, has but it does not stop to tease Sarah Paulson, who fell to the ground in a cherry red satin pond to relieve her feet: "I'm sorry, you can not take off your shoes, this is not appropriate. "
Jennifer Lopez, Laura Dern and Sarah Paulson at the Vanity Fair Party. (Image courtesy of AFP)
Oh yes? Tell Priyanka Chopra, who threw his stilettos on a drink table on the patio and smoked a cigarette at about the same altitude as his new husband, Nick Jonas.
Priyanka and Nick Jonas at the Oscars. (Image provided by AFP) [1965900]] Hey, at this time of night, comfort is the key. Melissa McCarthy and her husband, Ben Falcone, arrived dressed in matching Adidas tracksuits – McCarthy still wears his jewels – a choice that delights James Corden so much that he wipes his hands tenderly from Falcone's face.
after-party with her husband. (Photo courtesy of AFP)
Jason Momoa still wears this talkative suit of a pink velvet suit that holds to his mighty frame throughout the series, but he has now lost shirt. Just a little chest pelt and love beads that breathe in the night air, thanks a lot, whispered hair, while it drips at the edge of the dance floor to go to Pharrell Happy all alone – no waiting, his little wife, Lisa Bonet, is by her side. (Sorry, Lisa, your man was blocking our view!)
Jason Momoa and Lisa Bonet on the Oscar Red Carpet. (Image courtesy of AFP)
Rami Malek has not arrived, but the DJ continues to try to let it exist, before starting to thrill the crowd. with under pressure then with do not stop now . It does not work.
Do you know who's good at parties? Mark Hamill. Good listener. Ask good questions. He has good things to say. He talks with Keegan-Michael Key about his stint in the Dolby Theater on an umbrella like Mary Poppins'. How much did he have to repeat? It was fun?
It was awesome. "It was so carefree!" Said Key. "They asked me if I wanted to make a presentation, and I said yes, then they said, we have this piece, and I read it, and I said this is AMAZI NG. "Hamill agrees.
Hamill asks Topher Grace about his role in BlacKkKlansman as David Duke. "I like the way you play it as so affable," says Hamill, and Grace seems blown away by the praises of Luke Skywalker, and suggests that a generation ago, that role would have been Hamill's . And then they left and discuss the alternative film history: " Driving Miss Daisy won and Was The Right Thing not even nominated? It's crazy. "
Topher Grace at the Vanity Fair. (Image courtesy of AFP) [19659007] Amy Poehler and Pamela Adlon have a group of comedians behind the band Frances McDormand / Maya Rudolph. "I was dying," Adlon grates. "Dead, I am [effing] dead." Pause. Going to the optimistic tone. "Otherwise, how are you?"
Amypood the Vanity Fair. (Image courtesy of AFP)
They separate and Adlon turns to us. "I do not find my best gay friend that I brought to this party, and he has my phone!" Oh, you'll find another here, we say. Best gay friend, we mean. Ha ha, excuse yourself,
Rami Malek has not arrived yet and we are starting to panic. Did his publicist read the Times story? The phones are consulted – oh yikes. Rami Malek fell from the Dolby Theater scene? Paramedics got involved? The details are unclear: he got up and gave a press conference. But it's perhaps better that he does not come tonight. Nothing personal! No strong feelings! Everything is fine!
Rami Malek tries a reading after accepting your message. Actor Award. (With permission from AFP)
Because we are now within earshot of Beck and that he is telling his winger something that looks like: "Let's see Gaga then part ways". Something like that. We are certain the part of Gaga.
They make their way to the center of the room where a larger clearing than usual has appeared and where it is in a pool of light. Beck is approaching and there are cuddles, smiles and jokes, but we can not get close as there is a strange blank space of emptiness around them, while unknown guests are forming a circle, a discreet foot or two, and claim that they do not look.
Lady Gaga poses for closing terbugs at the Vanity Fair party. (Image courtesy of AFP)
The numbers began to change. Soon we would be as much as we are, and we would be noticed. Beck was right. We had seen Gaga. It was time to separate.
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