To our dismay, this year's long queue (up until the gates of World Trade, mind you!) led us nowhere. Carl and I were already near the entrance door when someone issued a public apology that probably only 9.5 people heard. We gathered the venue can not accommodate any more people - regular and VIP guests alike. So what's the rationale behind the release of tickets to multitude of celebrities, media practitioners, VIPs and regular guests if they can't all fit in World Trade in the first place? How come no representative/s from Cosmopolitan joined the guards absorb and/or appease our words of pissdom? And, most importantly, how come some seemingly insiders promise all-access wrist band for the right price? Do I sound bitter? HELL, YEAH! I know I said it's not about the parade of those fine specimens, but I'd prefer a solitary slumber party in my own apartment over this hassle. Anytime! It's all about making the best use of my time. OUR time!
Our unhappy feet (note: Carl slipped on these flats after the long queue)
Exhibit A: So near yet so far from the entrance/exit doors
Exhibit B: The exit door that serves as entrance door for, uhm, last-minute all-access guests
Hearing the party inside made me want to march out of the place and feed the angry monster within me instead. However, Carl was still a portrait of desire for Kodak moments with the models. I don't have the heart to decline to her request to wait until the show is over and come inside to enjoy the leftovers. After all, the evening was all about spending quality time with her.
With my BFF Carl
Surprise! Surprise! There's Jo-Anne in the par-tey!
Yeah, the party's over
Egress mode na si Kuya. Wait lang!
Is that you, Michael Scofield? Ah, no.
High school friend Clark Reyel, is that you?
Can't contain my kilegs over Wolverine!
With crushie John Spainhour
Why do I have a feeling there's no third time with John Spainhour?
With Eruption! Wee!
Overheard in the Mosh Pit OUTSIDE Cosmo Bachelor Bash 2012
Sure, this experience made us feel pissed and disappointed, but I can't help but appreciate how people's reactions mirror our sense of humor and, at times, feel sad at our tendency to take out our anger to innocent people (case in point: guards). Here are some of the statements I overheard while waiting for the miraculous reversal of that sorry-for-the-inconvenience announcement earlier that evening:
Galing pa ako ng Mindoro! Ang hirap magbiyahe pa-Maynila ha!
Galing pa ako ng Tawi Tawi!
Taga-Valenzuela pa kami ha!
Pag kita dibdib, pag maraming alahas, pinapapasok!
(to the guard) Sagana ka sa aircon ha!
(to the guard) Papasukin nyo na kami! Para makuha naman namin ang San Mig Light namin!
Di kayo papapasukin sa langit!
Pa-pa-tattoo nga ako! Para next year, madali akong makakapasok!
(to the guard) Kuya, kamukha mo si Enchong! En-chonggo!
(to the guard) Kuya, pag may lumabas, dapat may papasok!
VIP kami! V as in Bachelor!
(to the guard) Gutom ka na, Kuya! Umalis ka na dyan!
Di na kami bibili ng Cosmo!
(to the guard) Why were they (pertaining to two tall, well-dressed women) in? They don't have tickets! I have VIP tickets. Kararating lang nila. What's your name? (then to his friend) Uy, suportahan mo ako!
Sobrang dami nang lumabas, wala ba kayong habag?
Sana nag-duty na lang ako.
Mare, di na ito mauulit. Last year na natin 'to. - Carl
Outfit of the Day:
Grey dress with lace details
Big black belt from Forever 21
Black wedges from VNC
Black bag (gift)
Photos from Carl Tendenilla
Side-by-side with Spainhour design by Wini Layug