You know what I like about 'working the red carpet' at these gigs?
Here's a little set up. This is Sony's kick-off to E3 (you know, that extremely large, elephant in the room type videogame expo that draws more unshowered boys into one city block than a Star Wars-Star Trek convention to the death!). To create much media buzz and get the vultures out, Sony throws an uber excliusive party for an A-list guest list.
All that verbage means this: Sony throws a party for great looking actors/models and extras to eat and drink for free, oh and gives Nicki Hilton an excuse to get another free item. Yeah.
Conversation with Nicki Hilton goes like this:
Chi-Lan: So what brings you out here Nicki?
Nicki: Um, they told me if I came to the party, they'd give me a free PSP.
Chi-Lan: I knew they gave out free PSPs at this party!
Nicki: Yeah, they promised that I would have one in my hand when I walked out of here.
Chi-Lan: Loook Nicki, it ain't no secret that you're this incredibly wealthy hotel heirress. Don't you think you can afford to buy a PSP for yourself?
Nicki: It's not that I can't afford it, you can't buy it. And my brother's gonna probably steal it anyhow.
Chi-Lan: Good thing you came to this party begging for a PSP then.
But the night didn't end with that one riveting conversation, NO! I learned some great life lessons as well. for one thing, I learned from talking to a lit-up star of CSI and music video director that no matter how lit they get, they always manage to keep it together. Is there a super magical cocktail napkin that automatically absorbs the alcohol in their blood? Or perhaps it's a microchip that gets imbedded in their necks when they join SAG, either way, their abrupt soberness surprises and impresses me.
And that was how I spent Tuesday night before E3.