OFF THE RECORD
THE networking, air kissing and man hugs that are an integral part of the Logies were not high on the agenda of one of the many stars who came to town for the weekend. At one high powered cocktail party he surveyed the crowd before strolling in and then doing a very slow circuit of the room and then exiting stage left. When quizzed why he was leaving so quickly, he simply smiled and said, “Wouldn’t you?” Obviously someone who is not a big fan of his fellow industry members when they are gathered en masse.
IF you are a frock maker or seller of note, the week leading up to the Logies weekend was very hectic. The stars were out in force being fitted for gowns, usually borrowed, so that they could say when asked, “I’m wearing xyz.” One of those designers has told of an encounter by someone who wanted to wear one of her dresses. When quizzed if she was presenting an award or had been nominated the wannabe shook her head. “Oh no, I’ve won tickets to stand in the crowd and I thought it would be good exposure for you if the cameras happened to catch me in one of your designs waving at the stars.” Just when you think brazenness has reached a trough, someone comes along and sets a new low mark.
ANY competition that requires a judge to adjudicate a winner is always going to be subjective. One person’s thing of beauty is another’s pile of trash. Once again we have an embittered person whose entry didn’t win going around and whingeing to all with the usual cry of ‘I wuz robbed.’ This time the unlucky loser is claiming conspiracy of the highest order because the chief judge was supposedly under instructions to only pick a certain someone. Sometimes sweetie you just have to be gracious and accept the fact that the better person won.
ONE notable among us is known for being late for everything. He was invited as a guest to a semi-formal function at the home of another notable who is notoriously punctual. The other attendees knowing the contrasting styles of punctuality wondered before the event what would happen. The host waited patiently for a full five minutes before inviting the other guests to sit down for dinner. When quizzed about the empty chair and the latecomer he smiled deliciously and said, “My house, my rules. He will just have to miss out on whatever is served before he gets here.” That’ll learn him to be late.