“I just got off the phone with Mariah Carey, and she thinks that
Dick Clark Productions sabotaged my monologue.”
– Jimmy Fallon‘s quip after his TelePrompTer failed during the Golden Globes monologue.

Awards season is finally here.  Popular opinion is that the Golden Globes are a barometer for the Oscars.  If that’s the case, then it should be a pretty cheery couple months for La La Land.  Does anyone light up a room more than Goldie Hawn – whether or not she knows she’s there?  Did John Travolta have to leave early to go to work as a maitre d’ at a gay restaurant?  Shouldn’t Sofia Vergara always be Miss Golden Globes?  Am I the only one who wants to see My Life as a Zucchini?  And, how do you call the three daughters of Jennifer Flavin “talented”?

I had a fun-filled night at the Globes schmoozing with friends, both old and new.  I spent some time on the red carpet with the my twins – Gary and Larry Lane (who were doing coverage for PopWrapped).  Then I almost tripped over Sylvester Stallone – boy, is he short!  Ryan Gosling was the first person to slip out moments after the awards ended.  I caught up with King Cobra star Garrett Clayton in the lobby.  At the fabulous HBO party, Nicole Kidman literally walked through the press line, got her photo taken, and dashed out the other end.  Ditto Sarah Jessica Parker and Reese Witherspoon.  Lea Thompson is always a breath of fresh air.  Niecy Nash in red never disappoints.  Yvette Nicole Brown was stunning in bronze.  But I ditched all of them the moment Dame Joan Collins made her entrance.

I laughed with Project Runaway alum Blake Patterson.  Shared a quiet moment of reflection with Joely Fisher (who was both “proud and sad” that the Golden Globes broke tradition and honored the passing of Debbie Reynolds and Carrie Fisher).