After a long, hot day of running around the equivalent of 10 football fields, I was ready to spend a long, hot night running around the equivalent of 10 football fields … in heels!
Ain’t no party like a Comic-Con party because a Comic-Con party REFUSES TO STOP! I hope you all kept your arms and legs inside the ride at all times, because we are just getting started. Never before has a Red Bull and vodka tasted so delicious.
One thing you have to understand is that everything is larger than life at Comic-Con parties. Where else can there be like 30 parties at the same time … and where else do you feel the need to hit all of them, cause anything less would be gauche?
It’s nearly impossible to make it to every party the Con has to offer, but as you may know, I hold a millionth degree black belt in party-jitsu. By the time you get through the line, the door guy, and get a wristband you already feel drunk before you even get your first drink!
Not to mention, everyone is still dressed in their best cosplay and the parties take place on settings like pirate ships, so it can be a little disorienting. The last time I saw a party with this many sexy costumes and masks I was watching Eyes Wide Shut.
Here’s the deal … if you’ve ever had a sure/unsure moment, you know what it’s like to wave hello to your friend at a Comic-Con party. While they are some of the most amazing gatherings of celebrities and industry power players, the name of the game is to abandon all hope of personal space.
I mean, you can go ahead and fight your way to the bar for that Sex on the Beach, but I’m telling you: you’re better off learning how to drink from the closest cocktail near your mouth regardless of who’s holding it.
So I took a deep breath, pulled myself together, stepped in a Game of Thrones pedicab and told the guy dressed as Hodor to step on it!
First I hit the Radical Studios Comic-Con party long enough to have a drink, experience at least five anonymous butt-feels, and then sprint off to the Break Media comedy show to get a good laugh.
Before I even realized it, it was time to head out to the Warner Bros. Television cocktail party, where Anna Faris showed off a cellphone photo of her baby son, Jack, to my friends at PEOPLE. He’s already 11 months old and already as cute as mom. (Anna’s getting ready to star in a new series, appropriately called Mom.) Nearby, waitresses sparked up some serious sparklers and brought a cake to Supernatural birthday boy Jared Padalecki, who turned 31 on Friday.
Then it was time to imbibe, rinse and repeat, and then on to the History Channel’s Vikings Feast, where I smashed chalices with the cast and tried to remember I’m still in San Diego.
Things get a little shadowy at the Con of Darkness, which I love especially because I get to party with the Shock Till You Drop kids.
After that, I practiced my best superhero stance at the DC/WB Celebrate 75 Years of Superman party, where Henry Cavill strolled the red carpet. Then I used the super strength I just gained from my Jameson on the rocks to fly over to the Assassin’s Creed Pirate Ship party (see I told you!).
By now I was appropriately embodying the next party, a bash for The Walking Dead‘s 10th Anniversary, where I rocked out to Weezer.
At this point some people were ready to call it quits, but the next two parties are what I had been building up to all night! I floated over to the Playboy/Universal Pictures party for Kick-Ass 2 and did my best Hit-Girl impression and finally made it to the FX/Maxim bash where I was their girl of the day today!
Well it’s 2 a.m., I just had my last Jameson on the rocks and I am totally spent. I’ve still got a few hours before I need to be up, so I’m gonna hit the after parties! I hear there’s a hardcore game of Pokemon at the Hard Rock and you know what they say … You gotta catch ’em all!!