Leelee Sobieski likes my leather jacket.
Actually, she likes the sound of my leather jacket.
At the Mongrel Media garden party at Hart House on Sunday she worked the room with her artist-turned-manager mom Elizabeth (a splendid team by all accounts with nary an ounce of Dina Lohan-esque enabling drama in the mix) and Natasha Koifman, IT Lounge and Time Magazine party gatekeeper and publicist extraordinaire on Sobieski’s Walk All Over Me festival flick. After pleasantries and a few flashes from a NOW photographer, Koifman told the actress about the silver lamé bomber I wore to Time’s George Clooney event on Friday night.
“Why didn’t you wear it today?” Leelee asked as if I had deemed her unworthy of my most shiny piece of outerwear.
I explained that the rain and a desire not to become known as “that journalist in the silver lamé bomber” around TIFF had made me choose my trench coat instead. But I promised Leelee that I would wear it to the Walk All Over Me party on Tuesday night if she promised to shower me with compliments.
So as I dressed last night, the silver leather jacket was at the top of the clothing heap ready to spark some clever exchange of fashion banter to share with you this morning.
The night started in Yorkville where all the neighbourhood needed was a few tinsel tumbleweeds to reinforce TIFF’s emptying gas tank and post thunder storm blasé. There were clumps of quiet hype. The Windsor Arms was on lock down for InStyle’s annual party and Chanel was feeding Woody Allen and friends at an intimate get together for Cassandra’s Dream.
At Club V, local comedienne Sabrina Jalees hosted the Ecollywood party where no stars were sighted but a sustainable fashion show featuring Susan Harris and Heart on your Sleeve was ready to catwalk (note to self: silver leather not so appropriate for the Green Peace groupies).
Up I went to Casa Loma again. The party and the red carpet arrivals moved inside which made it much more fun to watch the guests ogle the stars as they posed and chatted with Cheryl Hickey. The night was to celebrate King of California and co-stars Michael Douglas and Evan Rachel Wood both made appearances. Kevin Zegers made an orthopedically healthy style statement in a suit and trainers. Felicity heartbreaker Scott Speedman, American beauty Wes Bentley and boomkat Taryn Manning were late arrivals.
Down at the Distillery, Walk All Over Me’s bash was revving up but there was no Leelee in sight. Her co-star Tricia Helfer made a grand entrance in head-to-toe black and charged through the upstairs VIP area with a gazelle like supermodel gait. The clock clicked closer to twelve and I’m ashamed to admit I hit my TIFF wall. I wouldn’t turn in to a pumpkin at midnight but I might fall flat on my face.
So I swallowed my “she likes it, she really likes it”-anticipation and made for the door. And then flash, flash, flash. Leelee easily navigates the Distillery cobblestones in super stacked heels and an oil slick black trench of her own.
We cross paths and she looks up through her smoky eyes and then quickly looks away. I’m new to the celeb beat but I’m going to bet that’s star code for “nice jacket.”
Star sightings: There was a star rush on style consultant Nicholas Mellamphy's Four Seasons Wardrobe Lounge on its last day of operation. Look for Mena Suvari channeling her inner Canuck in Hudson Bay striped sweaters. Rachel Leigh Cook liked her first Toronto designer frock so much, she returned for a Jason Meyers dress. Chantal Kreviazuk wore Colette Harmon baubles and Greta Constantine for the Best Buddies gala on Monday night at the Carlu. Wonder if guest-of-honour Burt Reynolds dug the look?