Ok so i went for a typical page 3 party last night. Where we shared floor space with the likes of Nita Ambani and Elizabeth Hurley. Yes, it was fun! We people-watched...saw Suneil Shetty (with all the extra e's and i's), Jaaved Jaafrey, Karan Johar, Tara Sharma, Dino Morea, Manish Malhotra...all the page 3 art people, all the page 3 models, all the page 3 designers, entities, and non-entities alike. But the most people/obstacles around...were the press. Hounding, interviewing and clicking away.
The worst part was that the press weren't even enjoying themselves. You could make out that it was strictly bread and butter stuff. Dressed in their office casuals - osho chappals and kurtas - they came, scoffed a little, hounded a little and left. But their sheer numbers! Now don't get me wrong...I've been there, done that too..on the other side, with my kurtas and scoffing...but now it's getting too obvious!
Anyway met some people from work, a few familiar faces, including the dj..but basically chilled with my mom and her colleagues - who's party it was - my cousins and boyfriend...:)
All in all..the sheer experience of rubbing shoulders with the famous is always exciting, but temporary nonetheless. soon enough, the shine rubs off...the gloss comes off...and one prefers parties where you can scream, let your hair down and hug your friends without a care in the world.
2 comments:
thats why i love the press guys.
such bums
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