Ivanna Gabbalot

Part legend, part myth, all woman: Ivanna Gabbalot is OJ’s gossip columnist and considers herself the industry’s conscience. Equally annoying to Open Jaw management and inflated egos in C-suites everywhere, Ivanna works infrequently, preferring to snipe from the sidelines.

Ivanna Gabbalot on the struggles of friends and colleagues this week in B.C.

Since when is the language someone speaks a barometer of their abilities, dahrlings? Just because getting old …um no, that’s ageism. Which is very damaging, by the way, to ex-babes. Just sayin’…

The big sales are coming, Pumpkins. In the meantime it’s like watching your beautifully displayed ripe tomatoes shrivel up on the shelf. Unwanted. A leaky mess of gooey pulp.

Dear Pumpkins, If you can make it through a pandemic, dahrlings, you can make it anywhere. It’s your day. Your year. Your decade. And consumers know it. They want to be a part of it. Their vagabond shoes, are longing…

It is difficult to put into words what my heart is feeling at this moment, Pumpkins. It is best described as a gentle fluttering lying in a deep pool of hot lava.

A few months ago, playboy Peladeau was a dead ringer for Trudeau’s big brother. The wavy mane of thick locks, the boyish good looks, slightly spoiled and immature… you know the drill, dahrlings, the types we used to drill in…