Shawna Olsten

I was back in Toronto for the 8th time in the last 3 months, but this time the agenda was all fun. I do not work in film, I don’t know much about the industry but hell I still had a blast at TIFF. To sum up the weekend…the P the I the D the D the Y…its Diddy. You know we hit The Gladstone, Seema took on Whitney, Lana wrestled Bonnie and I slapped Janice, I’m talking Karaoke. We were quickly over shadowed by the most impressive Mick Jagger impersonator I have ever seen.

Saturday we showed Toronto how to dress down and rock a sweat suit Vancouverite style. Caesars were had for breakfast, lunch and you can see where the rest of the day went. That $100 bill is most likely my ticket into hell, if you want the story you’ll have to ask me in person. Sunday left me ready for home but not before we hit up the annual CFC BBQ. Despite the rain I force fed my way into a huge Demalogica gift basket at the silent auction. It wasn’t so much that I wanted everything in the basket, but I had my heart set on beating the aggressive bidder who continued to hover over the sheet. She wanted to play hard ball, so I was more than happy to bring the heat. Back to the airport, onto the plane, more Caesar’s….home at last, sleep…I’m hoping for at least 8 hours tonight.