Emmy weekend started Friday night with Variety and Women in Film’s pre-Emmy bash at Scott Conant’s Scarpetta inside the Montage Beverly Hills. Still steamy at 7, gals like Christina Hendricks, Padma Lakshmi, Julia Louis-Dreyfus and Zooey Deschanel did their best not to wilt, but it was tough. There were great canapés and jewelry maker Saint Vintage passed out bracelets at what was dubbed a “Love Bar.” Organizers got a good crowd which also included Modern Family’s Jesse Tyler Ferguson, Eric Stonestreet, Ty Burrell and Julie Bowen. Into the car and on to Entertainment Weekly’s pre-Emmy get together at Fig & Olive. As the cast of The Big Bang Theory graced EW’s current cover, it was only fitting that I ran into Simon Helberg (Howard) at the bar, who grabbed a drink before congregating with castmates Johnny Galecki and Kaley Cuoco. Ginnifer Goodwin, Chris Noth, and Jeremy Davies (sporting hair that looked like it had a run-in with a weed-whacker) also popped by for chocolate parfaits.
On to the Emmy’s where temps on the red carpet hit the 100s and everyone was puddling in their party dresses. I was in the interview room along what is dubbed “Winner’s Walk,” where trophy holders go after they leave the stage at the Nokia Theater. Most excited? Louis CK, who couldn’t even get out a “Hello, how are you?” but blurted out “What’s up? I won two Emmys!” Claire Danes came backstage following her win. “Yea, I’m working my way through the DSM-IV,” she said, referring to the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders and her winning roles as Temple Grandin, who is autistic, and Homeland’s Carrie Mathison, who is bi-polar). Politics came up with winner Julie Bowen: “I love that both Ann Romney and Michelle Obama said they loved Modern Family.” After Jimmy Kimmel’s last gag, I produced my red Governor’s Ball ticket, went through metal gates a la cattle, hit two checkpoints, then scooted inside the LA Convention Center. I walked in with Tina Fey. When I looked down I noticed she had ditched her heels for fuzzy, cartoon bedroom slippers. Inside, everything was covered in roses. There was a huge elevated stage where different acts performed, an engraving station doing big business as winners brought their trophies over, and a Marich candy station up front. I tried to eat my good Joachim Splichal vittles but kept getting distracted by Kevin Costner at a nearby table. Whatever he has done—and Jessica Lange too, for that matter—he looks well rested (see our October Plastic Surgery issue).