My pal Julie is a White House reporter and so every year she goes to the big White House Correspondents Dinner. There are always celebs in attendance, but this year, because Hollywood actually likes this president, there were tons. Those handsome bitches from Gossip Girl were there. Also, Kate Winslet! Padma Lakshmi! John Cusack! Wanda Sykes! But the only one I really cared about was the Belz.
I know how to pick my favors and so even though I'd had an unsettling makeout dream featuring Chuck Bass only nights earlier (call me Mary Kay LeTourneau), I asked her to please, please, please, get me a photo of Richard Belzer. And boy, did she deliver: Not only did she get me a shot of him in his Nehru best, she was also quick-witted enough to snag a photo of his footwear. Go, Belz:
What a snazzy dresser!
I also saw on Gawker that blogger Ana (pronounce it "ah-nah," please) Marie Cox was there, leg-humping all the celebs. How the hell did she get invited after her idiotic diatribe of less than a month ago, which suggested we abolish the White House press corps? Did the people who issue invites not read that piece?
maybe he can play chaykin in the movie...
Posted by: Michael A. Gonzales | May 29, 2009 at 05:15 PM