Partying with Prince...Sort of
This is a photo of Prince performing at Coachella, not at his Oscar party. | Photo by I Do Shows via flickr
While watching the Oscars at home in my bedroom, I got an email informing me that I was invited to Prince's Post-Oscar party. Me? The guy who was sitting in his room watching the Oscars in a sweaty t-shirt and shorts thanks to some much needed time at the gym was now going to be partying with Prince at his ultra-exclusive post-Oscar party.
Ten minutes later I get a phone call informing me that Prince's party is open to the public, for $100. OK, so it's not so ultra-exclusive this year but still, I'm going to get to see Prince perform and watch some celebs walk the red carpet.
Since it's Oscar night and all, I decide to shower and change out of my sweaty gym attire. The Downy Wrinkle Releaser was no match for my button-down shirt of choice, so I
ironed it threw a sweater over it and jumped in my car right around the same time the cast of Slumdog Millionaire celebrated their victory in the "Best Picture" category.
LA's reputation of having traffic issues would be erased if every night was Oscar night. With practically every Angeleno indoors watching genitalia-less gold men being passed out, the roads were clear as a stripper's heels. The empty roads allowed me to reach the Avalon at exactly 10 pm, where a line of Prince fans spanned from the Avalon's doors to beginning of the fence that stands in front of the grounds that once housed Basque. Fortunately, I wouldn't be waiting in that line, my name was on a list that can be found in the parking lot on the other side of the building.