Oh my lovely giant Emmy statuette. I flirted with you all night and after all that you went home with a hundred or so other writers, producers, actors, and actresses. And this morning, there you are. Face down after a wild night of partying and rubbing elbows with the television elite. Most of us would take the long walk of shame home, heads bowed, shirts inside out, one sock or sticking missing. But here’s the thing…walk of shame is only shameful if you let it be. So here’s how to turn that walk of shame into a stride of pride…

1) Before you tuck yourself back in that box for 300 plus days of hibernation, remember how much fun the night before was. You wouldn’t have done it if you didn’t want to. And let’s be clear Ms. Emmy: YOU KNOW HOW TO PARTY!

2) Hold your head high, shoulders back, and strut your stuff. Yeah, you had fun. Yeah, the next door neighbor might already know that. But who cares? They know already. There’s nothing to be ashamed of because next year they will be fighting to take you home again.

3. Enjoy the morning breeze. If you’re in last night’s golden party dress and you’re holding your heels as you walk barefoot, don’t let it stop you from enjoying the refreshing morning breeze. Breathe it in, and let it clear away any potential hangover. Look around and enjoy the manufactured beauty of downtown LA and the LA Live complex. They’ll be talking about last night for the next year…….Hold your head high Ms. Emmy. You’re still my favorite lady.

So okay, you already know where I am…

A happy Game of Thrones cast as their 34 Emmy wins.

I’m at the Microsoft Theatre in Downtown LA taking in the 68th Emmy Awards and snacking on a PB&J sandwich presumably made by Jimmy Kimmel’s mom.

I was expecting more Beyoncé as was a disappointed John Oliver:

“I thought Beyoncé was gonna be here. I saw a seating chart and I was supposed to be sitting two rows behind her and I was going to stare at her head and experience happiness in a way I haven’t felt before … so this evening is a bit disappointing.”

Jerry Seinfeld spoke out—in true Seinfeld-esque wit—about the current state of television: “I don’t know why I’m here, I’m not on television. My show’s on the Internet, but now they consider that television.”

Meanwhile Bryan Cranston did his best to convince the TV bigwigs that he should take on the role of Donald Trump, “I think it’d be huuuuuuuge.”


James Corden shared his insider paparazzi tips to take the best photos “I try to suck in my cheekbones. If you ever see me and it looks like I’m in a mood, it’s not because I’m being moody.”

In the Emmy lobby, people moaned about the ‘dry’ Emmys. Every star under the sun was inside the Microsoft Theater, but the one thing all of that star power can’t get inside the room is booze. The Voice host Carson Daly walked out to the lobby, Emmy in hand, and yelled to the bartender, “You guys selling beer out here?” Daly turned, disappointed and walked away. Iwan Rheon (Ramsay Bolton on Game of Thrones) also lost his mind berating a would-be bartender—life immitates art. Sorry boys, those juice boxes are all you got.

Julia Louis-Dreyfus’ Emmy win breaks the record. By winning the Emmy—her sixth for lead actress in a comedy, and her eighth Emmy overall—the Veep star broke the record for most lead actress wins, breaking the three-way tie she held with Candice Bergen and Mary Tyler Moore.

Well, that’s all I overheard. After all I was there to flirt with the Emmy statuette and take pictures…so without further ado, here are the pics…

Tori Kelly with my favorite picture of the night.

There was a lot of kissing – part one with Julia Louis-Dreyfus.

Jimmy Kimmel’s mom must have had writer’s cramp after penning 7,000 letters.

Cranston as Trump?

Jimmy Fallon crashed Corden’s interview. Ham!

There was a lot of kissing- part two with Patton Oswald.

Priyanka Chopra knows how to work the photo pit.

Yes, Sarah Paulson did have her lady engraved with Marcia Clark’s name on it!

Tatiana Maslany all smiles with her Emmy!

There was a lot of kissing – part three with Key and Peele.

The Governors Ball transformeds the L.A. Convention Center with over 700 floral arrangements.

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Okay, so where am I?

AHS co-stars Paulson and Roberts

At the Los Angeles premiere of American Horror Story. The red carpet was buzzing with the normal magpies (aka paparazzi) imploring celebs to look their way and pose a certain way. Usually each quasi-star, celeb or show exec takes their 90-second allotment, preening and twirling so the print folks can get their snaps off and then they move on to the television media for sound bite moments.

So while the likes of Angela Bassett, Sarah Paulson, Evan Peters, Emma Roberts and Gabourey Sidibe humbly (did I just use “humbly” and “red carpet” in the same story?) took their recommended time, Lea Michele decided to drop anchor, lapping up the faux raise of the boys with the cameras.

And just on cue (according to the veteran stalker, er, cameraman next to me) she did what she always does: She nearly fractured her neck, L4 and L5 lumbars like a “Dance Moms” concert audition contestant while on Quaaludes and Uppers. I mean for goodness sakes, she’s doesn’t even have a sniff from IMDB for this show and she was still posing like Jane Lynch is calling our her praises on her beloved megaphone.

Pull up that anchor bitches, your current Emmy winner is coming through…

INITIAL REACTION: Lea’s Priya Ali bronzer instantly turned pasty white from all that shade Queen Jess threw at her. However, this is more than shade could ever hope to be. This right here at the 1:04 mark is the greatest diss in the history of red carpet.

MEDIA GUY REACTION: Lea Michele needs a someone with some gumption [read: HUEVOS], to give her their own brand of shade on the red carpet, because when the celeb backup begins, the bitchy heat rises like the July sand in Qatar. Really, there’s no such thing as bad press (well, there is), but that last hing you want your client being know as the actress who was honored to be snubbed by Jessica Lange.

Red carpet looks: Lange (l) and AHS Alum Angela Bassett (r)

Lea was on the red carpet so long that even Darren Criss photobombed her!

Oh Jane…jeans AND no megaphone?!

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