October 14th, TMF Awards 2006
The TMF Awards is a yearly awardshow, organised by TMF.
Although I absolutely love music, I would never buy a ticket to this show. However, in 2003 I won free entrance and went for the first time. I don't know why or how, but I kept winning every year, as if someone wanted me to be there.
This year this someone apparently changed his mind because I didn't win. But I got something better.
A week before the Awards, I got a VIP entrance ticket. My colleague's boyfriend is a TMF employee and he could get his hands on two of those precious babies. I didn't know what to expect. I had been to some VIP arrangements before, at the time I was still a 'journalist' for De Middag, but that was a long time ago and the facilities obviously differ per event.
Well, I had a lot of fun, but I wasn't amazed. Yes there were famous people around me. See me care, they're just persons like you and I. I'm sure as hell not going to stalk, harass or bother them. Although I would make an exception for Linda ;)
Seriously, some people would go insane. I think they just are. I did enjoy being treated like a VIP: shuttle transport back and forth, red carpet, lanyard with VIP pass, welcome present (CD), free drinks à volenté (Burn and Red Wodka is a wonderful combination) and, of course, the VIP party afterwards.
I noticed that a lot of VIPs weren't remotely interested in the award show. The VIP afterparty was obviously the only purpose of their visit. Let me describe this afterparty: a lot of bad, mindless, tedious music, dancing queens (both male and female) in cages, and unmannered drunk celebs. Not very charming. Needless to say, I didn't stay very long. After a chat with some people I left the party and went home to seek peace and silence.
Although I absolutely love music, I would never buy a ticket to this show. However, in 2003 I won free entrance and went for the first time. I don't know why or how, but I kept winning every year, as if someone wanted me to be there.
This year this someone apparently changed his mind because I didn't win. But I got something better.
A week before the Awards, I got a VIP entrance ticket. My colleague's boyfriend is a TMF employee and he could get his hands on two of those precious babies. I didn't know what to expect. I had been to some VIP arrangements before, at the time I was still a 'journalist' for De Middag, but that was a long time ago and the facilities obviously differ per event.
Well, I had a lot of fun, but I wasn't amazed. Yes there were famous people around me. See me care, they're just persons like you and I. I'm sure as hell not going to stalk, harass or bother them. Although I would make an exception for Linda ;)
Seriously, some people would go insane. I think they just are. I did enjoy being treated like a VIP: shuttle transport back and forth, red carpet, lanyard with VIP pass, welcome present (CD), free drinks à volenté (Burn and Red Wodka is a wonderful combination) and, of course, the VIP party afterwards.
I noticed that a lot of VIPs weren't remotely interested in the award show. The VIP afterparty was obviously the only purpose of their visit. Let me describe this afterparty: a lot of bad, mindless, tedious music, dancing queens (both male and female) in cages, and unmannered drunk celebs. Not very charming. Needless to say, I didn't stay very long. After a chat with some people I left the party and went home to seek peace and silence.
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