Attending the Emmys!

I visited the Emmys!

Let’s pretend to be cool about it 🙂

My visit to Los Angeles started out with the ride in an airplane, all on my own, since Hugh couldn’t come on this trip. I actually already dislike flying greatly, and doing it alone…no fun at all.

The only way to get through it was a lot of knitting and reading.

As soon as we touched down at LAX, my first adventure with an Uber driver began. She was a fashion designer who picked up extra cash on the side driving individuals from LAX airport on her way home from her studio. Or at least that’s what she told me. Either way, pretty awesome.

She brought me to the adorable Tangerine Hotel in Burbank where my brother and sister-in-law were waiting for me, and we wasted no time starting on touristy things.

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Like going to Grauman’s Chinese Theatre, and going shopping around the Walk of Fame. Humphrey Bogart seems like my kind of guy.

I made my own chocolate bar at an otherwise disappointing candy store that I will not name here. Seriously, if you call yourself the world’s largest candy store, you shouldn’t have more souvenir tee shirts than things that are edible.

However the chocolate bar was downright tasty.

Am I done speaking about non-Emmy things yet?


Now, initially, when my brother said he would come on this trip, he merely said that we’d be attending a “special event” on Sunday, and that I needed to buy a nice dress. Later, I found out exactly what the event was, which is a good thing, because I tend to go out of my way to not get dressed up for any reason. Which would have been bad.

As soon as I knew that I needed an awesome dress (and that I didn’t really want to look like I was going to the prom), I knew exactly where to go. Trashy Diva is a fantastic shop within New Orleans that markets handmade vintage-inspired dresses along with a huge range of  styles, fabrics, and dimensions, and there was already a dress I wanted and needed a good excuse to splurge upon.

Now about the Emmy’s:

The band was within of the giant panoramic column the complete time, concealed with the rings of video clip screens. How freaking great is that? During every break, the band would certainly continue playing long right after the lights came upward, and then the video screens would display for the audience how long they had before the live broadcast started again. (Oh, and I can’t leave out that before the show started, they had whatever football game was playing on Fox up on those screens. One of the guys behind us said, “They have the game on? This is the best day! ”)

Usually the band would stop playing rather abruptly when there was 1-2 minutes left so that they could pick up on the right section when the show began again. Then, the entire audience would hear the particular stage manager call the particular time left before the particular feed picked support once again. There were requests regarding applause at strategic occasions, and we were informed to respectfully stay peaceful throughout the “In Memoriam” area.

Also, when you watch the show live, you don’t get to notice the occasions where the particular winners walk onto stage.

I imagine this is usually because if the cameramen caught the video screens on the side in their frame, it would probably loop back and cause one of those infinite loop things that seemed very cool back when I was in my high school television class. You don’t get to hear the announcer lady with the interesting facts about each winner either. You just clap and clap and clap until you can’t clap any longer.

I’m trying to sit and process and select my favorite instances through the show for a person, but the whole thing just looks like the blur now. I clapped and screamed my intestines out for Jeffrey Tambor, Allison Janney, Uzo Aduba, Peter Dinklage, Jon Hamm, and Tracy Morgan — that at least I recall. I delighted in Andy Samberg, just like I actually normally do. I got involved in a battle associated with wits using a dude sitting down on my left who thought that he needed both armrests at all times to ensure that he could text more efficiently, I guess.

Most of all, I had fun.

Then we made it a point to get back to the hotel as soon as possible, get out of those crazy black tie outfits, and eat a ton of pizza. It has been great.