Picking up from last time –
It was so interesting watching everyone interact – winners and non-winners, celebrities and non-celebrities, even drunk and non-drunk people (in the late afternoon). It definitely made me wonder if the lobby and bathrooms are also where the parties are at other bigger award shows.
(It always seems like everyone is in her seat in big award shows since cameras are always getting reaction shots… But I have to imagine other award shows work at least somewhat like this one.)
Once we’d felt we’d done enough hobnobbing (and stuffing our faces), we made our way back into the ceremony.
(People were still getting awards and all, so it’s respectful to go be supportive of that.) Some of the speeches were very adorable. I know this is known as the baby Emmys that not a lot of people necessarily want to watch, but there were some really funny and touching moments that I was glad I got to see.
After the ceremony was over, we made our way to the Governor’s Ball! I don’t know what was blocking us from getting at first (whether it be barriers, or too many people or what), but I do know that I was at the back of a large group of people just waiting in the middle of the street in fancy outfits, which I found funny.
In the fancy, decorated Nokia Theatre, we fit. Once we got into the super cool party inside the Convention Center, we fit. But out standing on the concrete? The scene seemed a little funny and silly to me.
Soon enough, we all did indeed get to go to our lovely party. As we got to the top of the steps, people were there handing us waters. I don’t know why exactly that felt like the pinnacle of special-ness, but it did. I felt like royalty as I was handed my Figi.
Once we walked into the doors of the convention center, I was amazed at how much a big empty space can change. I’ve been in the convention center for race expos or things like that, where there are vendors all around. It looks cool, but still convention-center-y.
At this party, the only giveaway that I was in the convention center was that I’d walked in the doors clearly labeled with that name. Who knows, maybe we were transported to some alternate world, because the designers of the party made it feel that way.
And I’ll pick up with the party next time.