Ashley Judd at the 2015 Social Good Summit in September (Image via Getty)

PHILADELPHIA — Because of traffic following President Obama’s speech at the Wells Fargo Arena, celebrity guests didn’t arrive at the red carpet of the Creative Coalition Gala featuring Fergie until nearly 1 a.m. The few attending reporters and photographers stared tiredly at each other while we waited, downing vodka Red Bulls.




“I think [Hillary’s] got about a 57 percent chance of winning the election,” Veep’s Reid Scott told me when he arrived, granting my request for an estimation. “And keep in mind that I am a statistics expert, so. You heard it here first.”



When I told Ashley Judd I was from Jezebel, she gave me a hug and an anecdote:

“I’ve known Donald for 15, 17 years? I’m friends with someone who married into the family. Anyway, I would bump into him at the U.S. Open, for example, and I think I can say the amount of time he has spent looking at my chest rather than my face is proportional to his insanity and functionality,” she said.


“If I may, this is what it’s like to talk to Donald Trump.” Judd stopped and stared pointedly at my chest. “He’s a chest gazer, a breast gazer, let’s be more specific—and, referring to the person who at that time was married into the family, he just sexualized her. ‘Doesn’t she look great? Doesn’t she look—?’ He’s just revolting.”



So I guess we can add that to the list.