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| Photo : © M.Godwin 2012 |
Let me start from the beginning, this is how it went down:
I had planned to meet with someone at the Oscars for a work opportunity, but things didn't go to plan (as is often the case). Luckily I had made a friend who had access to a building that overlooked the red carpet. Sounds like a pretty good alternative right? Walk up, meet your friend and watch the red carpet arrivals. Not so much. Little did I know, security around the Oscars is on par with a secret service lockdown. First of all, the whole block around the Oscars is closed. Streets within a two block radius are lined with security checkpoints. And there are helicopters circling every 30 seconds. Don't forget the snipers on the roofs.
Therefore, it became my mission to get through two blocks of security checkpoints, two police checkpoints, and one 'officials only' gated area. Whilst having no particular reason for being there. I thought getting in to a fashion show was hard, this is on a different level. The first few were relatively straight forward, but when I got to the 'officials only' gate I had to use some genuine story telling. One security guard had to call down another from a different area to check me over and to question me. After I was questioned I was ushered to the building I was meant to go to. Phew, I thought. Not so much. The awkward conversation outside was followed by a story about a guy who had done the same thing as me, but had lied and they chased him down the street. In my head I tried to keep a straight face. Confidence is key. Luckily the friend I was meeting up with poped out of the building to get me and I was saved. Just in time for the red carpet.
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| Photo : © M.Godwin 2012 |
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| Photo : © M.Godwin 2012 |
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| Photo : © M.Godwin 2012 |
In terms of fashion, it was a little bit of a spectacle but that's to be expected. I loved a lot of the outfits particularly Gwyneth Paltrow's (camera died just as she walked the red carpet. Grr). It was subtly sculptural and had a very sharp look. Total red carpet killer. However, aside Gwens magical-ness, I really liked a white chiffon dress I saw (post camera death). But I had my notebook and pen near so I drew it for you instead. Enjoy.
The Oscars were a total eye opener into the production around a live awards show. It felt really strange to be sitting about 40 metres away from the Kodak theatre watching it on a T.V when it was happening so close. But, in saying that I couldn't have felt further away. If that makes sense. I mean, I was literally outside the venue but I felt just as far away as I would have been if I was in New Zealand. What can I say? The 'exclusivity complex' got to me. But I can't complain. You get to see the power of fame first hand. And you can believe what is said because it does turn people into crazy maniacs. Such fun to watch.
I was so happy to see Meryl win. It was beyond exciting and I may have shed a tear or two during her acceptance speech. Also I screamed and clapped like a complete lunatic when Bret Mackenzie won his Oscar. HECK YES KIWIS. You don't know how soothing it was to hear a New Zealand accent (even if it was on T.V).
Anyway, if there is anything I have learnt from tonight it is that fame is a business, a very big business. Hollywood is a facade, but a facade most of us would happily be a part of. And celebrities are just people who happen to be in really extraordinary positions.
And I'm out.
Peace, Morgs
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