Night after night during TIFF, after hours, the Roof Lounge at the Park Hyatt is where we go. And it’s where they go. Friday, 1:30am, we hit up the Hyatt and ended up in an elevator with Kate Hudson.
She was wearing a short orange cocktail dress. Looked amazing. And that ass… someone had mentioned that her ass appeared padded JLo styles. Some extra junk that seemed out of place in contrast to her upper body, her thin legs, and her modest chest. Juicy.
Of course Dylan noticed. Of course he and the manslinger had to have a moment inside a crowded elevator that made the rest of us feel like we were intruding. She mentioned that we were crammed in there, he decided to pick up that thread, offering some suggestive little remark that made her giggle, and the exchange continued until the doors opened up at the top. Now he’s convinced that it could have happened.
Unfortunately for him, I wasn’t in the mood to pimp his ass. It was time for a pick me up. Cut to an hour later and Joel Madden’s in his own little section, surrounded by girls, seeming to be pleased by the attention, but not obliging them either, grooving to the beats, and hanging out with… Robin Thicke?
Random.
Wish I could tell you more about their friendship but then the DJ put on Madonna and everyone started dancing like madness and kicked it up even more when Let’s Hear It For The Boy came on and suddenly it was 4 am and time to go home.
Sean Penn, Susan Sarandon, Tim Robbins, and many, many others were up on the Roof the night after and word is Gerry Butler too who has become “drop in dude” at the festival because he left town after RocknRolla on Thursday and then came back just to party on Saturday. Here he is at the Blindness premiere. And Kate at the Richard Branson party earlier Friday night.
Monday, September 08, 2008 at 7:03 AM
