We've only been standing here for less than 20 minutes and I'm already over it, I would never have the fortitude to line up 24hrs before a concert goes on sale. Of course being in my winter woolies while it's close to boiling point in this crowd isn't helping but what's a girl to wear if she can't fit into any of her old summer wardrobe! Pick me out of the crowd Trinny, pick me out of the crowd Susannah, I need saving!
People are jostling behind me but I'm steadfast, I cannot be budged from my position front and centre (props to T for getting their 15min before me and staking our claim!). Trying desperately to make eye contact with the man with the seating power, Scott, "Throw us a bone, Scott", we're die-hards, we watch the marathons on a slow Saturday.
The music has stopped and the lights have gone on, could it be? No, of course not, it's a dainty Mel Symons here to warm up the crowd. Great dress, great shoes, great job at keeping the mob from turning on each other but a wee bit too skinny, if you ask me (which of course you didn't and maybe I'm just jaded because I can't fit into a size 4).
They are nowhere in sight, grrr, T has been swooshed off to a fab seat in the second row and I am left elbow to head with a 10 year old who has squirmed her way to the front of the pack. I guess we won't be exchanging any "remember the episode where..." anecdotes as we wait.
Somewhere around 3:00 (after being told they would be here at 2:00) Trinny & Susannah arrived and all of a sudden the sweaty mosh pit is worth it again. The ladies were their usual fab selves and worked their well known magic on eleven different women. People were transformed, mostly for the better - I would just like to know when are leggings cut of just above the knee ever a good idea, let alone if you are carrying a bit of extra weight? There were lots of tears and cheers from supportive families and of course we roared enthusiastically for the lady who's support person was her boyfriend's mate. Noice.
PS When their Australian show airs next year, keep an eye out for the grey and denim blob at the end of the runway, yours truly. Even the threat of being seen on national television could not pry me away from my prime viewing position!