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Last words for the Ambassador
This is what the papparazzi look like (bored, packing up) when you walk down the red carpet after the big celeb of the evening. In this case that was Diane Keaton, and the event was Thursday night's Ambassador Wake at The Bounty.
Michael from Franklin Avenue doesn't take nearly enough credit for making it happen, with the LA Conservancy, and he has a great writeup of the evening. Mack does too.
A pile of bloggers were in attendance. Despite our late arrival, we managed to find Joseph and Will (the two tallest bloggers in LA), Jillian (a runner-up in the tall department), Celia and Jim, Josh, Jessica, Ryan and Pat. We even found a few non-bloggers, like Wilshire Boulevard co-author Eric and photographer Craig.
We missed Caroline, and didn't meet Shannon, who takes great photos. And Hilary Duff never showed (thank goodness for small favors).
We assumed this was an Irish-style wake and downed drinks in the bar, only to find out we'd been locked out of the lobby where the speeches were being made. But we know the gist: Adios, Ambassador.