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"  Marion Cotillard in Chanel. FYI\u2013this woman&amp;#039;s performance as Edith Piaf makes Reese&amp;#039;s Oscar-winning turn as June Carter look like something out of a bad Lifetime special. Seriously. She&amp;#039;s that good.   The man of the hour\u2013director Olivier Dahan.  Liya Kebede.  Only Lauren Hutton could show up to a premiere in what looks suspiciously like sweatpants and a weird backpack contraption and still look so effortlessly glamorous. This may come as a complete and utter shock to you, but although I have a tendency to prattle on relentlessly about clothes, shoes, boys, and, er, clothes (dear god, how quickly the brain atrophies when it&amp;#039;s not used for anything besides talking about fashion and flirting with boys), I am relatively concise and to-the-point when it comes to certain other subjects. Like, say, movies. As I&amp;#039;ve mentioned before, I am a huge movie-goer. However, I have an extremely simple dialogue when it comes to discussing them. For example, here is my personal movie rating system: Really Good= &amp;quot;Holy crap.&amp;quot; So-So= &amp;quot;Eh.&amp;quot; Really Bad= &amp;quot;That sucked.&amp;quot; So. That being said, I went to the American premiere (sponsored by Chanel) of the much-buzzed-about Edith Piaf biopic La Vie En Rose at the Paris Theatre last night, and I just have one thing to say: HOLY. CRAP. FYI\u2013that&amp;#039;s my version of &amp;quot;two very enthusiastic thumbs up.&amp;quot; This film is a must-see and a half.  You know when you see a movie and it affects you so much that you&amp;#039;re completely speechless afterwards? Like you have this unsettled feeling in the pit of your stomach that you can&amp;#039;t quite digest? Yeah, that was me last night. I was pretty much incapable of expressing any sort of intellectual opinion on the movie because I was literally rendered speechless. Which was actually quite unfortunate since &amp;quot;So what did you think of the movie?&amp;quot; happened to be the conversation starter of the night. Which basically means I spent the entire after-party at the Chanel boutique looking like a bumbling idiot. ANYWAY\u2013what I&amp;#039;m trying to say is: just go see the movie asap. It&amp;#039;s a good one. And moving on\u2013I think we&amp;#039;ve all agreed by now that party photography is not exactly my greatest talent. So this time around, I tried another tactic. Which was: I&amp;#039;m not gonna try at all! I&amp;#039;m just going to BUY the pictures! From all the scary guys with the big scary cameras (a.k.a. WireImage)!  So, yes, this time around I&amp;#039;ve spared you all from the amusements of my amateur/lame/unfocused photography skills and opted instead to buy your love with pictures from the pros.  You&amp;#039;re welcome. P.S. Best gift bags ever: the soundtrack to the movie, and a gigantic bottle of Chanel No. 5 Eau Premiere, which is the new fragrance coming out this fall that incorporates all of No. 5\u2032s original ingredients like rose absolute, neroli, and jasmine, but is rebalanced in a lighter formula by Jacques Polges, the house&amp;#039;s chief perfumer. It&amp;#039;s delish.  "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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