Picking up from last time (or really the time before that) –
Once we get through the red carpet, we get to the entrance of the Nokia Theatre. My official Emmy date (who has my ticket) is already inside, since we all came in slightly different groups. She handed me my ticket through the door. But she accidentally handed me the one that had already been scanned.
When the ticket scanner started pointing out the issue, she got distracted by some other group, so I just stepped right over the velvet rope. I wonder if it’s that easy to sneak into the Primetime Emmys?
We all made our way to our seats, and the editing category came up much sooner that anyone anticipated. Before the category was announced, it seemed like we all were just kind of there for the experience, having a grand ol’ time. But once that category came up, there was a collective breath-holding. I grabbed Eileen’s hand tightly. Everyone was grabbing hands. The nervousness was palpable. This was the moment!
And alas, as I totally spoiled in the Joel McHale story, the group I was with lost. Wah wah.
I even thought to myself before we went that I was going to tell everyone to practice gracious loser faces just in case, so we all remembered not to show actual disappointment. I totally forgot to do that. We all completely forgot in that moment that we were at an award show, because everyone definitely got her (and his) sad faces on hardcore.
Thankfully, since this was the baby Emmys (or whatever it is people call it), no cameras were on the losers and no one saw our sour faces. (It’s probably cooler to be real anyway.)
After that category, we all quietly sat for a bit as the ceremony went on, until one by one we started getting up to stretch legs, go to the bathroom, and all that biz-natch. And that’s when we found out where the real party was.
As more categories were announced, more people descended upon the lobby to indulge in over-priced (and mainly over-fried, over-salted and just generally bad for you) food – the kind you’d get at some sporting event or whatever else would be held in the Nokia.
So, there everyone was in fancy clothes, eating their hot dogs and popcorn (which I found to be a little hilarious). Of course people were also getting tipsy in the middle of the afternoon well before the Governor’s Ball.
And this is where I’ll pick up next time.