Louisa Lo

I finally walked the red carpet last night. Now that all the networking is over I could concentrate on being girlie!

I have to say, even the lowest maintainence of all girls will find herself fussing over her first red carpet event. And I am much for wering make-up, I-want-my-LV type at all. But I think Kirk was ready to strangle me at one point because I took my time ironing out every inch of my vintage designer dress while he waits to accompany me to the Palais.

I have to say I really enjoyed it. People were not all snobby and superficial as I expected. Sure, I saw a lot of really beautiful well dress women, but I also sat next to this kind, down-to-earth couple from Belgium. Of course, there is always the chance that I was not intimdated because I know so little about fashion designers and should be worn on the red carpet this year. I was probably surrounded by it lol.

Orla and Derek were there too. Both looked like a million bucks. It was great to have friends there to help take pictures. There is just a small window of opportunity due to high security along the carpet – they kept trying to get people to move along.

As Orla and I exit the theater many photographers began to ask us to pose so that they could take our pictures…it was a fun experience-posing and smiling for the camera while on lookers wondered who we were. I mean, might as well, you only live once!

Well, I got two more red carpet events to go to. Yippie!

Louisa Lo

On second thought…the accreditation pass AND SNEAKERS are a gal’s best friend!

I’ve been doing a lot of running around in the last few days. The first two days I went with graceful high heels. But I soon gave up (pounding the pavement, and tripping along the cement and cobblestones, took it’s toll on my tootsies) and switched to sneakers. 

 One photo at the Hollywood Reporter Reception had me posing on the red carpet steps looking all ladylike-until you look down at the sneakers. I DON’T CARE ANYMORE!!! MY FEETIES ARE COMFY!

 Oh, and you know how a lot of diets suggest small meals all through the day? I am doing it now! I munch on well-catered goodies at all the receptions, and don’t have lunch anymore!

 Do you know what’s worse than a late night of partying? It’s the grueling wait for the taxis after the said partying. In Cannes you must wait at the taxi stands to get a taxi. And they do not come often! You would’ve think the taxi company would seize the ka-ching opportunity to make money, right? Not so!!! This is breaking my poor accountant’s heart. Can you imagine trying to get rid of a certain persistent boy, and can’t even flag down a taxi to escape???

 That’s it for now. A new friend (my new best friend now) got me a ticket for the premiere tonight. I gotta do some girlie make-up and hair magic. A designer is offering women the chance to borrow her products for the red carpet. I am going to give her a call…

Derek Luis

My most memorable moments include:

1. Meeting Danny Glover, at the Hollywood Reporter Reception;

2. Hearing an actor describe his Director’s relationship with his actors as:

“such a generous experience, so overwhelming, his love for his actors was like a new type of bulimia…”

3. And witnessing a verbal catfight at the taxi stand when a callous dark haired beauty hopped into a cab past two waiting patrons, (journalists with a tight deadline), to be cussed and cursed in three languages… “Are you French, English or what? Tell me what language you speak you bitch, so I can call you a nasty little bitch in your own tongue.”

4. Starlets with outfits that leave little to the imagination.

Lot’s of Cannes moments and memories… looking forward to more Cannes moments next year.