Sauntering in, with sequins
Steven Bridge  |  by www.canada.com. All rights reserved. 18.07 | 11:14

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Sauntering in, with sequins

The revolving door could tell all at Cannes, if it wasn't so busy shuttling stars to the carpet

Shinan Govani, Out of the revolving door steps Ivana Trump, all dressed up and somewhere to go, looking a bit like a bottle of midpriced Pinot Grigio in a black, sequined dress.


Today's lesson in Cannes, this place of red carpets, black shades, and green-eyed dragons, is this: Don't get mad; get valet service.
Ms. Trump, it seems, was an itty-bitty bit miffed that her car wasn't ready at the gateway of the famous Carlton Hotel.

And when she was immediately offered a courtesy car, she got wide-eyed and balked. "I have a car," the storybook socialite said slowly. "I have five cars here.

"

While Ivana Trump might have been miffed that her car was late, she didn't mind lingering with Lebanese uber-designer Zuhair Murad in Cannes on Tuesday. The boys, as she noted, keep her young.</p><p>

While Ivana Trump might have been miffed that her car was late, she didn't mind lingering with Lebanese uber-designer Zuhair Murad in Cannes on Tuesday. The boys, as she noted, keep her young.

Ammar Abd Rabbo, AFP, Getty Images
Font: As they were waiting, a fan who perhaps thought he might be the future Mr.

Trump, approached her. "You look great, fabulous etc., etc.

," he gushes.
Turning to the very patient, cinnamon-shaded fella who was standing beside her the whole time, Ivana suddenly twinkles.
"My boy," she drawls, "keeps me young.

"
And, yes, she says, "My boy" like a lady-boss on a sugar plantation, or a character in a Toni Morrison book. (Except in this case the character's voice is decidedly eastern European.) Seconds later, the ma'am's chariot appeared and she spilled in.

Her boy, I noted, helped with the train of her dress and gallantly made sure it was in the car before rushing to the other side to let himself in.
And then -- and then? -- out of the revolving door, Don Johnson appears.

He, of all people, was talking to a pretty woman, and he's laying it on thick. "That's a beautiful dress," he's saying, "That's the most beautiful dress I've ever seen. You look great, fabulous, etc.

, etc., etc."
It's a revolving door of gush, this revolving door.

It's a neverending loop of hope, longing and so many other things, this in-and-out portal in a hotel so seeped in mystique that even Cary Grant tried to scale it in To Catch a Thief.
Through it, this year, comes the fog of opinion that settles over the Cote d'Azur every year at this time: Is Michael Moore's Sicko fair or even fairly good? Will Ocean's 13 lead one day to a Sweet Sixteen?

What does Bai Ling actually do all day?
As I was contemplating this, and more, the milky starlet Rose McGowan came out with her director and sweetie Robert Rodriguez. Dressed in full-length knock-out red, she walked into the same revolving door section as her man, and her dress -- uh-oh--got caught in it.


Charmed she was not. But when you're in the French Riviera and you're wearing Chopard jewels and everybody just loves you, you laugh it off -- and that's what she did.
The revolving door is in some ways a too-easy metaphor for this whole festival.

Round and round people go, from dinner to dinner, from party to party, all in the name of film, even though, well, sometimes these people don't actually get to films.
A couple of nights ago, shortly after I'd landed in Cannes -- yes, I was a late starter this year -- I ended up at a bash in honour of Quentin Tarantino. As I was going in, I saw the dopey Kevin Connelly, part of the ensemble on the hit show Entourage.

He was obviously leaving.
"Going so soon?" I asked, after we'd exchanged pleasantries.


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