this morning was noms. i got to sleep around 10:30pm last night. woke up at 3:13am!!!! took a quick shower and hit the road.
very proud of myself because i do NOT get to sleep early on command.
but one thing led to another and boom i was asleep.
once i was on the streets of Hollywood, it was a dream.
not a car in sight!
so i cranked the Metallica and shot this little snapchat for yr ass
there was so little traffic that i just took Sunset all the way down to Doheny which is usually a suckers move cuz you’ll get stuck at La Brea and then Crescent Heights and then for surely along the Strip.
but when no ones there you can pass the Rainbow, see that all of the sweet flowers are still out for Lemmy
realize that one can still turn around, and take a picture and be on time for work
so there you go Motörheads.
got to the garage there was a security guard in front of it, which is odd.
i rolled down my window and said, xbi
and he stepped aside.
parked in the best spot in the whole place
that i took a picture because that never happens
got to the office and totally forgot that we give all the press delicious breakfast
(in my mind the breakfast is for me)
and took a picture of them because every other day that i arrive that room is empty
got my breakfast, did my job, high fived ppl after we didnt screw anything up
and as i was driving home a huge wave of fatigue hit me
even though i had slept well the night before i was pooped.
so i got home and took a nice nap with the kittens
and was very happy that JJL, the screenwriters of Straight Outta Compton, and Mad Max got nominated.
one thing ive learned from being around and studying the history of the Oscars: theres always surprises.
when im not instagramming, tumbling and snapchatting, im writing on our site.
it’s a fun job but sometimes it can be Super fun.
the funnest thing i’ve gotten to do in a while is interview the prolific John August who has written lots of cool movies like Go, both Charlies Angels, and grip of Tim Burton films including Frankenweenie.
i work with an incredible team that made the feature ridiculously interactive and beautiful.
Click here to see it and click all the things that you can because it’s great and i couldnt be prouder.
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.
and the other is the longest girlfriend i ever had, who has been saving the world for the last decade, Chris
who hasn’t had a good excuse to dress up all fancy and enjoy the thing she loves the most in a while: movies.
Chris is so ga ga over the Oscars that she used to have Oscar parties with her bff and catch up on all the nominees
and in many ways she is one of the few people who i think could do a better job at my job than me.
so they will be my “dates” this year, even though i wont be able to sit with them as i will be running all around the Dolby snapping photos and live blogging and tweeting and etc., for you and you and you.
next year, however, Alyson, is a different story, so keep blogging, because, as you know,