Four days down, 6 to go annnnd I’m just about done. All party no sleep makes Lauren something something…

I don’t have much to report by way of star sightings (aside from Adrian Grenier and Snoop Dogg – both of whom I’ve already met), I’m afraid, because:

a) I’m not cool / rich / important enough to get into any of the actual Hollywood parties at places like the SoHo house — which seems to be where all of the hotties are hiding this year (looking at you, Michael Pitt!)

b) I can’t seem to buy a film ticket on any day for the life of me! Single tickets are snapped up fast. Next year, I’m buying a package ahead of time.

c) I don’t have the patience (or interest, really) to wait outside of a hotel or theatre for some split-second glance of Ben Affleck or something (Not that he isn’t incredibly hot. He is.) In an age where I can learn more than I’ve ever wanted to know about my favourite actors by reading gossip rags or following them on Twitter, it feels a bit plebian to wait outside for a chance to yell at them and take their pictures. They’re not objects and they’re not gods. They are people doing jobs.

Unless of course, we’re talking about Leo… in which case AHHHHH!

All of that said, I’ve had a great time bouncing around to all the TIFF-related fetes in the city these past four days. Everybody’s all boozy and schmoozy and fun… and I get to wear pretty things.

AIN’T NO PARTY LIKE A PEPLUM PARTAAAAY…

Unless it’s Snoop Dogg Lion Dogg‘s party :)

As promised, here the 140-character-long party reports for (most of) the parties I went to on Thursday and Friday:

Toronto Life Stylebook party at the Shangri-La

Life-sized cutouts of Toronto’s most stylish people mingle with rich T-listers and Tom Green (?) Oysters and prosecco. Shangri-Ooh-la-la!

Rating: 9/10 – awesome party.

I got red-carpetted on the way in to that one and posed like a Japanese schoolgirl for some reason…

I wish I’d have gotten my hair / makeup touched up FIRST, but I’m happy to be in the Getty Images database now. BOOYAH!

eLUXE’s Fashion’s Night Out Party

Tiny venue, not crammed. Got mean mugged by girls I’ve never seen for five minutes and left. Pretty things to buy. Fun photo booth :)

AGAIN!

Rating: 4/10 – meh.

The Rac Boutique Burroughes Bazaar

Fun hipster kids and distractingly wonderful things to buy EVERYWHERE. Low douchebag quotient. Floor 6 is one of my favourite places to be.

Rating: 6/10 – fun for 15 minutes…

The Drake Hotel’s TIFF Overdrive Launch Party

Live bands, a mobile tattoo parlour, and relatively 905er-free for once! Free rum, great service, more Adrian Grenier, and that sky yard :)

Casie's new tat! image by She Does the City

 

Taken by Casie

By She Does the City

Rating: 8/10 — Can’t go wrong with the Drake and Grenier.

Oxford Beach’s Glitz & Glamour TIFF pink party in support of the Canadian Breast Cancer Foundation:

Everybody’s wearing pink! Swank soiree for the ambitious, educated mid-20′s set. Suits&Suits&Suits&Bras. Danced on Stage. A lot.

My phone was dead by this point and I forgot my cameras so no photos from me. Fortunately, the Royal Few got tons. That signed bra tree behind Cabbie in the photo above was awesome.

VICE and Snoop’s REINCARNATED after party:

Snoop Dogg. VICE magazine. Open bar. Tight guest list. New bracelet! You ask why I call myself O’Nizzle? He is why. Amazing party.

Rating 9/10: SNOOP DOGG IN MY CITY. IN MY NEIGHBOURHOOD. IN MY AIRSPACE. Plus, VICE parties are always great.

My phone died and all memories from that point on are gone forever.

No, I’m totally kidding. I’m not an effing cyborg, come on meow. I’m tired though… and that was a lot of blog. We’ll pick this up tomorrow with part 2. For now, we sleep… we sleep so hard.

I skipped everything tonight (which only would have been the Fashion Cares after party and setting up a lawn chair down the block to watch famous people walk in and out of the CAA party) because I need a break.

Work is tomorrow and that is what matters — not staring creepily at Ewan Mcgregor from afar. And Elton John will come back again some day, right? His husband is from the GTA, so how could he not?

Five minute warning.

Merry Tiffmas to all; and to all a Ryan Gosling.

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