KEEPING IT KENTON: Last Saturday's Kenton Street Fair was nothing short of sweet. Despite the May-vember weather. Despite the fact the street sits on the edge of North Portland. Despite that it's been a fairly drowsy thoroughfare for the last few decades.
Despite all that, on Saturday this street, as it most of the time nowadays, was alive with the energy and enthusiasm of a kajillion cool vendors sharing their goods with the good people of this neighborhood. There was also a cool cart race. And plenty of cool bands (and a few under-cover celebs) strutting their stuff on the mainstage. I am so happy I live in Kenton.
M. Blash with Todd Haynes at the Portland premiere of Gus Van Sant's Milk.
STARDAR REPORT: Just heard word that M. Blash, the incredibly gorgeous film dude who has shot experimental indies, as well as the infamous Wieden + Kennedy "O Pioneers" campaign for Levi's featuring the wisdom of Walt Whitman, will soon start work on his long gestating film project, The Wait, now that he has his friends, Jena Malone and Chloe Sevigny, on board. The trio worked together before on Blash's Lying which had its premiere in 2006 at the Cannes Film Festival. No word on what particular Portland locations Blash intends on using as a backdrop for his film.
STARDAR REPORT: So while I've only heard rumors that Angelina Jolie and Adrian Grenier are both in talks to shoot movies in Portland, I can confirm that a couple of other "stars" are definitely shooting scenes now, or in the very near future, for a film that's sure to make our city proud. The flick, loosely based on Zombieland is called "Stripperland." And the stars are none other than comic genius Gilbert Gottfried and the now Portland-based acting dynamo Daniel Baldwin. They will be joined by such horror flick faves as Boyd Banks and Linnea Quigley. My source says Gottfried will shoot his scenes over a couple of days as well as perform at The Aladdin Theater (although his performance date has yet to appear on the Aladdin's calendar). And yes, there's even a contest to get on the soundtrack at Stripperband.com.
SEX UNDER THE STARS: The weather was anything but cinematic, but that didn't seem to deter all those who gathered atop The Nines Hotel on the roof-top deck of the pan-Asian hotspot Departure late Saturday night for a very breezy soiree in anticipation of this weekend's release ofSex and The City 2. The high-flying cosmopolitan boite spot poured Belvedere cosmos an flutes of Moët Chandon Champagne while KINK morning gal Sheila Hamilton and our state's former first lady, Sharon Kitzhaber (pictured above in easily the best outfits/shoes of the night), as well as myself picked the best Carrie, Samantha, Miranda, and Charlotte as well as the “Best Mr. Big” out of the thrilled, yet, chilled crowd. Thankfully, General Manager David Marsh and his crew were able to tent the festive fete on the west deck of Departure allowing the ladies, and a few gents, to show off their best SATC looks. Kudos to the four gals who each dressed as a different member of the cast and didn't give a rip about the weather. Now that's how our PDX meets SATC girls roll.
NIGHT LIGHTS: I didn't get the memo. Well, silly me, I actually didn't read the invitation that told me to wear "light" colors to the 8th Annual P:ear Blossoms. So there I was at the big Saturday night benefit for p:ear—who work with homeless youth by providing a creative space in downtown Portland where these kids can enrich their lives—all dressed in black. But it didn't really seem to matter as the packed crowd inside Luxe Autohaus interpreted "light" to mean everything from neon pink to pale eggshell to midnight blue. The theme continued with the meal—helping whip it together for the 8th time out by Pazzo Executive Chef John Eisenhartalongside some good folks from Vibrant Table and Le Cordon Bleu (Slow Food Chapter)—that included a light supper of soup, salad and bread, and oh yes, a brownie. Food offerings popped up in the live auction with a French cooking class for 8, taught by Chef Robert Reynolds, going for big bucks. And the after-party, cooked up Clyde Commons, was all about the burgers and bad-ass whiskey bar.