An affair to remember
July 6, 2004 | 12:00am
I usually forego awards nights because Id rather stay home with my family on weekends. Besides, awards nights require a great deal of preparation like having my gown made, making myself available for at least three fittings, scheduling my make-up artist and making sure I have myself made up at least three hours before the event, finding the perfect accessories to my gown and matching them with nice, comfy shoes to last me through the night. I guess those things would have not been such a hassle if we were given the importance we deserved during awards night ceremonies. I am not sure when this started but since Ive seen people get lambasted for their outfits, I have shunned going to awards nights. Imagine all the work we make our designers go through only to take the flak not only in countless talk shows but on print as well. I guess I also cant blame the media because many stars come in avant garde costumes instead of glamorous gowns and tuxedos.
What about punctuality? They never start on time. The production staff usually waits for whoever comes first and try their best to come up with a good combination of stars to start the evening. Once there, we are made to wait for hours before the event actually starts. I remember one awards night I co-emceed which lasted until three in the morning! Some of the stars were literally snoring with their mouths wide open.
Because they are usually taped live, the audience becomes a spectator of what goes on while on break. Once the director says, "Cut!" people drop their guard and completely forget theres an audience watching them. Its just so funny seeing performers give their best while on cam, very well-composed and elegant. Then all of a sudden, they start talking loudly and then drag themselves out of the stage! What hypocrisy! Performers backstage are lucky if they receive packed food in styrofoam. Theres not much glamor backstage. People have to fend for themselves most of the time unless one is a big star. The security is so minimal that stars get squished in their gowns as soon as the curtain closes. They are rammed by excited fans anxious for their autograph. I remember once when I had just given birth to my son and was nominated (and won an award) for a movie. My manager/sister Ate Angeli (Valenciano) had to literally beg fans to please have mercy and control themselves when they rushed to get Ate Vilma Santos autograph and I happened to be behind her. I was pushed to the wall. There were no security guards to assist even Ate Vi!
There were just so many things that happened in previous awards ceremonies that were frustrating for the actors mainly because the focus of the night is not on highlighting the importance of the star values but on just getting the night over with, giving the award and coming up with a show that will give producers a run for their money. This went on and on until everybody accepted it as a norm until this years FAP. This one is for the books. Now, the tide has changed.
Gina V. Martinez, my manager (Leos first lady) saw to it that we made it on time at the Westin Philippine Plaza where we were supposed to assemble before the Walk of the Stars. As soon as I stepped in the Romblon Ballroom, Albert welcomed me and I congratulated him. Considering all the preparations needed for the night, he and partner Kevin Limjoco seemed calm and relaxed. They made sure everyone was taken care of with the help of Alberts good friend and manager Shirley Kuan. I chanced upon Luz Valdez, stunning in her Filipiniana gown. She told me she felt great being there because finally, the event was given the importance it deserved. She shared that everyone was excited to get really dressed up for the affair. The organizers reminded my road manager Rowena that Bvlgari was available for those who would like to wear them. I was the first to take advantage of a very special privilege. It was a delight seeing Mario Katigbak himself choose the jewelry that would best fit my gown. Throughout the night, he assigned one lady to be my escort and provide security for the jewelry.
The moment I stepped out of the Jaguar, another handsome man in Barong Tagalog approached me to inform me that he was to be my escort while I walked on the red carpet. It was such a relief because I had never done that "walk" before and my husband Anthony was not there to escort me because he left for Budapest.
We had several stops, each to grant the different shows covering the event an exclusive interview and a chance to parade our gown to photographers and fans. It was a very organized Walk of the Stars. Even that one photo-op for Stores Specialist, the sponsor, was well set-up with a beautiful backdrop that I gamely posed for it. After all, they carried all the brands I use myself. Everybody, including the photographers and crew were dressed properly in suits or formal slacks. Josie Manago said they were advised to "dress up" for it and for that I was glad.
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