Did you watch the Oscars last night?
If you did, are you in it for the red carpet? The teary acceptance speeches? The old-fashioned tinsletown celebration or the cynical how-long-can-this-go-on spectacle of it?
I, myself, am partial to the gowns and the glamor. I get drawn in to the sweeping musical numbers and get a little weepy with all of the emotional thank-yous. And it's worth the hours of settling in for all of that when you catch a quick glimpse of (my favorite) Doris Kearns Goodwin walking the post-show red carpet arm in arm with a victorious Daniel Day-Lewis and Rebecca Miller, off to celebrate, the chumiest of chums.
Ah, Hollywood.
Faye Dunaway's breakfast with Oscar at the Beverly Hills Hotel, 1977.
Faye Dunaway's breakfast with Oscar at the Beverly Hills Hotel, 1977.
