I must say, Oscar night is one night I miss living in LA. Half my friends were either reporting from it or going to it, and though I never did either, we always had some sort of shindig, with food and drinks and lots of turning on the TV early to ooh and hoot at the fashions. I can't get anybody here in Portland excited about it. Well, I'll be watching anyway. I might even put on a party hat.
What are you going to do?
We had a small party in the East Village, at the huge, beautiful apartment of a 90-year-old friend. Sitting on Eames furniture, we ate wonderful Thai delivery and kept checking Twitter and Facebook for friends' witty comments, which we'd occasionally read aloud. It was a dorky, very fun night.
Posted by: Jackie | March 08, 2010 at 02:11 PM
Incredibly, my husband agreed to watch it with me. I made beef stroganoff, he mixed Cuban rum with Mexican Coca-Cola, and we laughed a lot at the hosts. I would have happily watched more of their schtick, and though it's usually an embarassment, the dance number was, I thought, fabulous.
Posted by: Nancy | March 08, 2010 at 04:49 PM
Watch at home with my husband and make sure we're having something good for dinner :)
Posted by: All Women Stalker | March 09, 2010 at 04:47 PM
This brings back such wonderful and incredible memories. I had a great boyfriend who loved the movies. I was a willing watcher, but he was really into the hows/whys of every single movie we ever went to.
So Oscar night was a red carpet event for us. We'd get dressed up and either go to his place or my place and watch and comment on every single moment. This was all prior to Joan Rivers, so we had plenty to say about everything.
Tim is gone now but he was buried where he has a great view of probably one of the last drive-ins in the country. I watch the Oscars now and think of him, fondly and with with great affection.
Posted by: Chloe | January 12, 2011 at 09:19 PM