mom wasnt thrilled that it was raining on her as she and the truest and i walked one city block from the hotel to the red carpet, and i dont blame her.
glamour and luxury and fairytales are interwoven in the myths and pretty tales we hear about when talking about hollywood’s biggest night,
but one of the things ive tried to point out in the busblog is for every dash of beauty and magic that you find in LA, theres just as much dirt and weirdness and excrement.
and sometimes it really does rain on you on your way to the carpet.
heavy, sidewise, cold rain not in the morning when no one was here, not at night when everyone was inside, but right at the worst possible time.
JK Simmons won the Oscar later that night, but he won Most Prepared, if you ask me because he had the biggest blackest hat I saw and his head never felt a touch of the wet stuff.
when we were finally on the carpet everything changed. there was protective plastic above us and stars alllll around us. the fans in the bleachers were loud and cheered mightilly for future Oscar winner Eddie Redmayne and fan favorite Michael Keaton.
mom got to see how short Kevin Hart really is, and Chris, rightfully advised us to walk a little slower and soak it all in.
my mom said hi to Jennifer Hudson right before we got on the red carpet and told her she looked beautiful: the Oscar winner smiled and said thank you right back.
The night before the big show my mom was at the bar and complimented John Legend’s wife, Sports Illustrated cover model, Christie Tiegan by saying “your makeup is so good!” mom didn’t recognize her at all and said, “do you do other people’s makeup too? can you do ours tomorrow?”
just because i could get them into the Oscars didn’t mean i could score the best seats. they were way up in the rafters and mom asked if i should have gotten her binoculars. i panicked because she was right. i wondered how well theyd be able to see. but after the show she told me not only could she see perfectly but there were four tv screens above her all showing different camera angles.
one of the moments she loved the most, as did the world, was the performance of “Glory” by John Legend and Common. she said that from her seats she could see the singers marching towards the bridge and then across it in a better way than was broadcast on TV. she also said the sound was fantastic in the theater.
she loved Lady Gaga.
she didnt eat or drink during the show because she didnt want to have to get up to go to the bathroom.
chris, however, sampled many glasses of the complimentary champagne, just like i had a few years back.
afterwards the ladies went down to the hotel bar to party with the stars and guests of the stars who had also chosen to stay at the Loews while i continued to work, but this time at the Governors Ball.
i took some pictures for our Instagram account but was quickly told by my boss to relax and enjoy the good music of Will.I.Am, Sergio Mendes, and Solange Knowles, like Beyonce and Jay-Z were doing mere feet away. Heres a photo gallery of Getty Images on PopSugar from the Govs Ball.
got done around 1:30am, 15 hour day? mostly in a tux?
drove past this guy on the way home and was extremely grateful to have spent some of the day with two of my favorite ladies
and was happy that they seemed to have had a good time.
now in the morning, thanks to murphys law, the sun is shining bright, as theres not a cloud in the sky.
will be on new years eve
at staples center, in downtown LA.
this is facebook’s fatal flaw, and the thing that will make them totally fail
and why i divested my stocks from them:
they dont care what you like. they care if what you like paid for an ad.
facebook knows more about me than anything ever created. it knows i like to see things at staples, it knows i love the crue, it knows i buy lots of concert tickets,
so then why didnt it, with its multi gazillion dollar algorithm alert me that crue tickets were going on sale
and once they sold out, why didnt they tell me that there were lots of tickets on stubhub?
because facebook doesnt care about being a useful tool in my life
it cares about being a commercial entity constantly looking for ways of monetizing the things i like and because the concert sold out so quickly it assumed there were no more avenues in which to sell to me, but alas it was so wrong.
and at its heart it has failed itself and me as a customer.
just tell me things, facebook, the money will come.
i know it’s hard to put that into a powerpoint deck but sorry, it’s true.
when you play games by throttling information you miss out on opportunities.
just show me the things that i want to see and i will be more loyal to your site and omg i probably will stay there longer, and the longer i stay the more chances you have to making me buy something and hopefully it will be something that i actually want.
and yes, i would like to see motley crue’s last show ever. in LA, at Staples