Desk Notes: Lights, Camera, Denial: The WHCA Dinner Nobody Remembered
No celebs, no substance, but plenty of applause—this year’s WHCA Dinner redefined boredom with buried standards and a generous dash of delusion.
Yes, I know I already did a Desk Notes this morning, with the goal of doing one post a week, but here I am already breaking my own rules. Why? Because we need to talk about the WHCA Dinner. I mean, I did just write a 3,300-word epic on its illustrious history and eventual downfall—so it feels wrong to ignore this year’s, uh... spectacle.
Honestly, after hitting "publish," I totally forgot about the dinner. In past years, my social feeds would’ve been drowning in pictures of red carpet arrivals: the biggest names in news and a gratuitous sprinkling of Hollywood royalty. Heck, last year even reality TV chaos-creators like Lisa Vanderpump, Lala Kent, and Ariana Madix showed up. (Yes, fresh off Scandoval. And if you don’t know what Scandoval is—or who those people are—congratulations, you’re living a better life than the rest of us.)
This year? Entirely different vibe. No celebrities. No president. No entertainment. Honestly? No one cared.
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