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said John C. Reilly, reaching out to shake John Cameron Mitchells hand.
We havent met before, but you know lots of friends of mine.
Jane Adams, Jennifer Jason Leigh?
I told Reilly I liked his jaunty chapeau.
The line ran down the block, and so did the crowd of French people shrieking Harrison!!!
before he would disembark from his floating lair.
I also saw Mia Wasikowska, Harris Dickinson, and Diana Silvers.
Pedro AlmodovarsSpanish hunk Manu Rios tore up the dance floor.
(She plays a journalist who writes celebrity profiles forVanity Fair.)
Carla Bruni and Hayek sauntered in shortly after.
I have a thing after this, she said wearily, in near disbelief.
It was 1 a.m. She shook my hand and called me Jennifer.
The party was elaborate and intense, its vibe very midtown Manhattan bottle service.
May the best man or woman win, said Carter whenasked about this hyperniche Bravo-core rivalry.
The partysotherbackstory is just as absurd: Warner Bros. As they walked in, a random man turned to me and said loudly, Leo.
Leo spent most of the night on his phone.
