ONE MO TIME

Our prodigal pal Mo Gannon, who just got a big fat promotion to assistant editor at The National, the English language daily newspaper in Abu Dhabi, returned for a visit to her old stomping grounds, T.O.

On Saturday, we took her for happy hour (buck-a-shuck oysters, $6 wine) at the Museum Tavern, which is in effect Bistro 990 Jr. since it was launched by Kyle and Glen Kristenbrun, offspring of Tom Kristenbrun, founder of Bistro, our regular haunt of yore. During one raucous TIFF night, Rufus Sewell quipped, “This should be called Bistro 666.” And we have the scar tissue to prove it.

It was the old happy gang: me, Rob Salem, Mo, ad man Tim Hughes and behind him, p.r. whiz Grant Ramsay, who arguably has the best head of hair in the city.

 

While we weren’t the lives of the party, we were inadvertently part of a wedding party – two wedding parties had pre- dinner drinks and photo ops at Museum making it two weddings and a bar.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dropped by Clementine’s luxury resale shop at 1260 Yonge St. near the Summerhill boozeria just to check out the inventory and live vicariously through the castoffs of the rich ladies of Rosedale. This is a photographic rendition of some of the brands carried by the boutique.

Clementine’s owner Christina McDowell plucked these pants by Simone Rocha out of the back. Note the cool marabou trim on the leg.

 

These Simone Rocha shoes are part of my personal collection and would go perfectly with the aforementioned pants but they are way too matchy-matchy. I’d feel like I could take flight.

This yummy white cocktail dress by Marchesa with marabou trim on the hem was hanging in the dressing room. All I needed to buy it was the body to rock it, the bankroll to afford it and the occasion to wear it.